Daily Prompt : Degree

In response to one word prompt : Degree

Going through years of studying to  get  a degree,

Is certainly not so easy as some may think it you see.

An individual goes through many obstacles to reach it,

Ones who beat the odds manage somehow to get it.

There are times when the smartest kid fails to get a job,

Nepotism and discrimination is a reason why he’s robbed!

 

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365 Writing Prompts: Ballerina, fireman,movie star

When you were 10, what did you want to be when you grew up? What are you now? Are the two connected ?

When I was 10 I never thought what or who I wanted to be when I grew up. At that age the only thing that gave me immense  pleasure was waking up at 3 a.m and watch my mother make a different breakfast each morning.

Then almost unwillingly get the school bus at 6 a.m. I liked school but the burden of homework each day was wearing me down mentally and physically. It was as if I was born to be  in school from sunrise to sunset and when I was back I had piles of homework to do, there was no time to play with my younger siblings.

On week-ends my siblings and I would take long walks in and around our neighborhood, it was sheer joy for me to play with my younger brothers.

My parents never talked about what I wanted to be, I was contented to keep that phase of my life silent. At twelve suddenly I faced the harshest reality, the passing of my father. The whole world changed for me, the thought We’d have to leave this wonderful place and move somewhere we didn’t know anything about came as a shock to all of us.

As they say our destiny is already, “Written”, and we have to accept it.

I started studying to complete my high school exam, and then college and university followed. I was like a ‘Robot’, studying to make myself useful with no particular aim. After completing my masters I started thinking about teaching, I enrolled in the education faculty.

After completing my education degree I applied for a job in the local school.

I never thought who I wanted to be at age 10, I knew the teaching profession is good for me, when I was 22 years old. To me age 10 was the time when you don’t take anything seriously, you enjoy life by having fun with siblings.

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365 Writing Prompts:From A to Z

Create a short story piece of memoir, or epic poem that is 26 sentences long, in which the first sentence begins with “A” and each sentence thereafter begins with the next letter of the alphabet.

A devout Muslim was he.

Born in Punjab in 1877.

Came to this world with a purpose in mind.

Determined he was to leave a mark in this world.

Early in life he wowed the people around him.

Father was a devout Muslim.

Graduated with English literature Philosophy and Arabic.

He wrote poems that made him famous.

In Italy he met Mussolini.

Joined the staff of Cambridge to teach Arabic.

Kashmiri Brahmin was his ancestors.

Laughter was his favorite word.

Munich was the university where he got his doctorate degree.

Never hesitated to achieve his goal.

Oh how he toiled and labored.

Poetry was his favorite pastime.

Questions he seldom asked.

Revived he the glory of the Arabs in Spain in his mind.

Said prayers in the mosque of Cordoba.

Told he a  Mumin is he who has a smile on his lips when death comes.

Unity was his motto for all the Muslims.

Victory is what we must strive for was his belief.

Who says we are not capable was his question?

Xenophobe he wasn’t.

You can read his writings if you don’t know.

Zenith of fame I have reached  it’s time to bid goodbye!

Allama Iqbal recited these touching few lines a few minutes before his death:

The departed melody may return or not!

The Zephyr from Hijaz may blow again or not!

The days of this Faqir has come to an end.

Another seer may come or not !

He breathed his last in the early hours of April 21st, 1938, in the arms of his old and devoted servant, leaving a host of mourners all over the Islamic world.There was a faint smile playing on his lips, which reminded one of the last criterions , he laid down for a truthful Muslim.” I tell you the sign of a Mumin when death comes there is a smile on his lips.”

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365 days Writing Prompt: Moment of Kindness

Describe a moment of kindness, between you and someone else—loved one or complete stranger.

It was a few years ago I met a student,she seemed nice ,she was always homesick.Occasionally I’d invite her for supper. we got to know her, she was pleasant, and always called us whenever she was free. We developed a strong bond of friendship or so I thought.

She went back to Dhaka without completing her degree, her parents convinced her to come back and complete her degree. I volunteered to let her stay with us, I didn’t want her to rent a place, I had enough room for her in my home. Her plan before she left home was to complete her degree in three months and return home. I didn’t mind having her for those few months.

I noticed she was not really studying and when she’d complete her degree was up in the air. She had regular conversation with her mother who thought her kid was busy studying, she showed an interest to move out and rent a place of her own, I had no problem with her decision. My kindness perhaps was too overwhelming for her.

She rented a place and moved out, I haven’t heard from her since. 

I try to show kindness but it never works, somehow it ends up making me sad. I brought my sister,it didn’t work out, my husband’s nephew same thing happened, you’d think I’d learn my lesson but I put the past behind each time and welcome the present with open arms. If  I’d think of the phrase,”Once bitten twice shy”,   Perhaps I’d stop my kindness for good!

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DP Daily Prompt: Take a Chance on Me

What’s the biggest chance you ever took? Did it work out? Do tell!

 

After completing two years in the local college, I decided to go to the big city and complete my degree there. I was a very shy teenager, I couldn’t handle well in a coed. atmosphere. I told my mom and big sis.I wanted to try in an all women’s college. I knew I’d be away from home and wouldn’t see my siblings and my mom for weeks and months, I still took the chance. 

I stayed in the residence with thirty-two other girls from various communities, I found it difficult every minute of every day I missed home. Week-ends were better, my uncle lived in the city,he’d come and pick me up on a Friday and dropped me off on Monday.

My teachers who were nuns did not like the arrangement at all, they reminded me I was there to study and if I leave every week-end they felt I wouldn’t be studying. After this particular conversation I stopped going to my uncle’s house, I wasn’t happy. Sr. Joseph Mary noticed it and agreed to let me go to my uncle’s on week-ends provided I took my books and studied there.

After two years I graduated and got my undergraduate degree. I’d say it worked out for me.

 

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About Me: Still in School posted by Ranu

Journal of Contemporary History (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I successfully completed my under graduate degree. My aim was to study Economics. My sister discouraged me. She thought I was not a serious student and Economics was a tough subject, her advice was study ‘English Literature’ this was when I finally put my foot down.    ‘No I said I’ll study History’. I got my way.The next on my list was to choose between:Contemporary History,Architectural or Museum,I leaned towards Architecture but couldn’t,there were not enough books I could get,same was the case with Museum History. I reluctantly took Contemporary History.

One of my Professors was a very strange individual. Whenever he passed by us,he wouldn’t let us wish him good morning or afternoon,he would just turn his head the other way. Whenever we saw him coming towards us we’d do the same he did to us.This particular day he wanted to scold me for reason unknown to me. He looked right at me and said,  ‘I want to talk to you’ I was alarmed what can he talk to me about? There was no introduction of any sort, he said, ‘Do You Know What Your Problem Is,you jump from one group to another’,it is true I changed courses but I had a legitimate reason for doing so. Like a judge he  gave his verdict and off he went. Another more kind professor said, ‘You had a better chance to get ‘First Class’ if you studied Architectural History,you have lost your chance.It so happens that all the honours graduates had taken Contemporary History since I didn’t,they were the ones eligible.  They give first class to honours graduates and they pick only one,I had no chance.I really didn’t care.

I successfully completed my degree. As Tagore would say, ‘ This is the conclusion of my story and with it the dancing  plant is chopped off’.

Bye to all my followers it was fun writing about me.I sincerely hope I didn’t bore any of you.Thank you.

Ranu