Think of all the conversations you have done today.
Choose a one that quips your interest.
Just wonder how much more interesting would it be if you were to speak the same in the language you are learning…yeeaahh… that feeling of accomplishment and content is what you are aiming at.
Jot this in your journal, it doesn’t matter if you don’t know the vocabulary…just write what you know. Then, look up the words you want to know, if it is a verb find its conjugation and voila you are done!
When you want to know something and when you look for it, you will never forget it.
Journal ling everyday also helps in keeping track of things, thoughts and just the beauty of everyday which might vanish from the poor little brains.
So friends let’s keep our brains fresh and live with fun filled language learning!!
Memories are so easily forgotten, aren’t they? Even the ones we owe to never forget. Honestly I never believed it, but maybe it was true all along. My brain has lots of empty spaces or rather blank spaces as though I had black outs during that period, and I am like ‘did it just happen?’ Just kidding. So don’t wonder about what to do? What not to do? So on and so forth random, more or less repeating questions…it doesn’t really matter, just do it.
The child cherish”
That summer on the river bank, sitting by the tree and breathing the view of the nature’s blessing. There was silence and beauty all over. A kind of silence that glorifies the vibe of nature and beauty for which one is lost for words. Back supported with hard trunk, legs crossed and David Copperfield book in your hands. Content fills yours body as you sag back and fumble the pages of your book.
A little inspiration and a little motivation is all that is required to change someone’s life forever, isn’t it? Books are ways through which our ancestors leave us a message to behold, a principle, a truth, a realisation which cannot be learnt until one has completed a good share of time in this world.
All the books keep telling us a simple fact that anything and everything is possible in this crazy little world that we live. Why not? Even Giants could have existed. But then we are too consumed by thoughts that this couldn’t be possible, that makes us nearly blind to it.
Believe! Imagine! cherish fulfiilment like a child!
Roll yourself like a coccon
or roll yourself like a mummy;
Match a coil
or light a repellant;
Close your windows at 6
or run the fan at 5;
Those tiny little bloodsuckers
always find their way to their meal by hook or by crook
Straighten the wire
with your thumb,
until the unyielding wire
makes a deep reddish mark,
the reddish mark changes to a dirty black
and yet you haven’t reached that perfect straight you are expected to
Your hands start burning,
and yet no change.
Hours tick by,
and yet no change.
but suddenly, so suddenly
the staff gives a little click
Sunday. Wow…that very word is enough to bring smiles among millions. while monday, I don’t have to say.
This nuances of sunday – monday scenario is a simple and effective way of training the young about the practicality of life. “Never be too overjoyed or too depressed” coz that absolutely has no affect over the situation. no matter how much we despair it, we need to attend our monday classes.
Part of growing up is to get used to things we hate and to give upon things which we have no say on.
Homeworks, records, assignments, projects, graphs and what not…we do it. we do things as we HAVE to do it, without knowing or asking why.
Initially the urge would have been higher but slowly it fades away , ‘as we have to do what is told’, for reasons as simple as grades.
Honestly, how many of us remember the grades we got in elementary. nobody cares to remember as they aren’t important. What’s important is the knowledge that we gain. only when we look back, we know why we did, what we did. but if we were smart enough to know it prior we would have done a whole lot better.
However, though our elders tell us over and over about the importance of education, we neglect it, we think it as a joke and go on in our our own merry way.
Overall, there is lack on both sides or on one side, either way you are going to fall off the cliff. In the latter there is a possibility of you not falling down, provided we do our assigned roles such that we don’t have any regrets in the future.
Introverts are neither too social nor are they anti-social elements. They are just normal breathing human beings with a different definition of being social.
They would rather fit into an intermediate class called ‘differently social’, where they try to find a balance between the both like a perfect rhythm of salt and sweet.
The combination of social and anti social is as dynamic as any combination of salt and sweet thereby giving them a touch of unpredictable nature-hood.