STANDING AT THE END OF THE SHORE...

At last the day has arrived. It was almost before a month that I declared that I am going to resign from the present job. And the usual sentences – Now I’ve just few days – started. And now I’ve few hours in this college when I am writing this blog. After one hour I’ll be a past for the college – Shree P. M. Patel Institute of Bio-Sciences, Anand.

I still remember almost all the day after I came here as a lecturer. It is true that this institute has given me the credit of a lecturer. At this point, I would like to admit something, which I could never speak in the time span of two years. I, in the beginning, enjoyed being lecturer in a college. Though, I had not many bad experiences or more good experience, I was not comfortable being here. There was a kind of unsaid bondage, which keeps you ruining day by day. That the burden of unproductive works. I was assigned to do the works like dogs. First few days were like heaven but just after I got my first salary, the problem started. I have a long list of bad experiences, which would take much time and also space. So I would like to avoid my bad experiences.

Tough I had so many bad experiences; I would remember this college for some reason. I don’t why but I had never considered money the most important thing in life. It was always the secondary thing for me. I had not the handsome salary, which one dream of, but I had the salary by which could enjoy and cope with my expenses. The staff I had in college in both years was typical, as I was informed about “The Typical Staff Members” in the world. Yet, they had their unique way of behaving. They were friendly. Playing games in the staff room is a bit awkward thing for staff room, which we did many a time, partying for no reason, enjoying every festival with the same zeal was the striking feature of my staff room. I learnt a lot from my staff members. I am thankful to them as they guided me in many ways. I’ll miss them, wherever I go.

My first batch – the batch of F. Y. B. Sc. of 2008-09 was my first batch. Each and every students of that batch has a separate space in my heart. I can never forget them. I may not remember their names, but I’ll never forget them. Whether they were my counseling students or not they came with some of their problems to me. The time of rehearsals was the memorable period. Practicing with them for the performance for the annual day brings out many fruitful things as well as it says how they respect you. In both years, the time of rehearsals was unforgettable whether it was youth festival or annual day, whether it was for singing, dance or song parody. They sometimes fight, sometimes get angry with me, sometimes don’t follow the instructions properly, yet they were students with desire to do something. I still remember a sentence spoken by a student – YOU ALWAYS HAVE SOLUTION OF MY EVERY PROBLEMS. Sorry students I can’t be with you during the time of your practical examinations. All the best for the examination. I know you do your best in the examination. I wish you the bright future.

I’ll miss this surrounding – these students, these staff members, the chair, peons, and many more things. I am free now. Waiting for the last hour’s end…see you soon…good bye for now…All The Best… JIVAN CHALNE KA NAAM CHALTE RAHO SUBAH - SHAAM...