Read between the lines

You need no search at the self-help shelves to understand life and your own self, even a simple folktale can be an ultimate eye-opener if you're just willing to read between the lines .

Learn and never ever stop

Don't count the profit by the amount of money you receive or kill to receive a certificate by the end of every undertaking. Learn sincerely, generously, you will never know when you might need what

It's simple

In a materialistic world in which everyone strives and chases after money, I'd like to work for satisfaction.

Old habits die hard

The habits that we pick up at some point of time once fossilized within us won't leave us. Just like a tattoo, we take them everywhere we go, for as long as we live.

Love Thyself

Just like a good book with a well-illustrated cover, the person you are should overpower youself more than your gorgeous hair and hour-glass curves (which is the ultimate stereotype surely), and that is the real deal!

Monday, April 29, 2013

Fragile Values Failed Rules

Promises can at times be an excuse to buy time and I’m going to use that to my advantage tonight. I know I owe you guys something but all I can convey is my apology because you have to wait a lil longer for the ‘soon’ that I promised. Can’t help it.

So what's up now? 
Read up people.

Will you agree if I were to say we are different from one another  because of our values? Physique being a thing I don't want to touch on, values certainly tops the list of what makes a person special and unique in their own way. Speaking of values, what are they? Are they rules by another name that we set upon ourselves? 

Yes I'd agree on that. Values are indeed rules outlined by ourselves to set a standard  on what we want to be and who we want to refrain from becoming. We structure the pain and pleasure in our lives based upon these rules. Rules and values are supreme dictators of our happiness, if you look close enough. The only way we can attain long-term happiness is to live by the aforementioned which are a set of ideals to guide us into living life with much satisfaction. 

Simply put, there is always pleasure in doing something you believe is the right thing and pain awaits on the other end if you rebel against it.

The problem with many people though is, they are confused of their values thus they have fragile rules. That being an issue, they either stumble upon every hurdle or mirror another person whom they assume ideal without having any idea of that particular person's values and purpose of life. To copy is a shortcut, indeed, however, somewhere along the line you will find yourself stopping being flustered of your own identity. 

Values the base of every rule we form, are compass that guides us through life. Losing the compass is one thing, starting a journey without one smells like double trouble for me. 

If you could just open your eyes, you might see many people roaming around without personal values. When they see someone could write so well, they want to write too. When they see another having a Chanel bag, they hop on the trend without even knowing how to pronounce the label right. It's like the scenario of a kid in toy store jumping at every toy he sees. 

So, later what happens? Easy. They will somehow at one point get sick of it and yearn to have their own set of values wanting to live a life of their own without impersonating another. Back to square one, the search.

Therefore, the bottom line being, we just have to acknowledge that we are special. Everyone is, in fact. I remember struggling sometime ago and now I know I'm on the right track. I built myself, I have a set of rules, I adhere by it and I bask in pure happiness out of every step I take.

Good luck finding yourself!

Renuka G

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Satisfaction and Shades

In a materialistic world in which everyone strives and chases after money, I'd like to work for satisfaction. In just 3 weeks of my practicum I've spent approximately RM 200 on the rewards for the pupils and also for things used to create teaching aids. If you have read all my posts under the label of 'The teacher in me', you would find out that I once said if anyone want a cozy life out of teaching, just quit. A teacher's pay offers one  comfort and the most is a good sum of savings for a yearly vacation, unless you are serving in the interiors whereby you receive a lucrative, I consider lucrative amount in the name of allowance.

If you were to ask any senior teachers who sticks by this profession, they would say one word 'satisfaction'. Not the one you get when you see the bulge on your wallet or your fat bank balance. It is of different sort. Teachers shape individuals. While parents shape a few of theirs, teachers at school do the same to dozens and dozens of children who is of different blood, ethnicity and most certainly abilities. It isn't easy. Books only can't do the job, it takes experience, patience and sincerity.

The three weeks had been a hell of a ride. It started of with yelling and hitting the desk with the ruler, later develop into lecturing about values and finally after bonding with them, I earned the badge of 'Cool teacher' in SK Batangan. I did not physically hurt any of them. Well I believe I don't have to. There are many alternatives to class control. Deep inside I know I don't have to step on my values only to get their attention or run my lesson. Choices were plenty and I experimented many. Somewhere along the line, everything worked out , I now have their attention during my lesson. The money I've spent doesn't matter anymore to me for I've brought change in them. I've taught them something. And even more priceless is when they wait at my parking space at school for me and Ain to arrive only to stalk us to the staff room and play hide and seek-of-a-sort with both of us. Our daily-morning routine it is.

No matter what, I'm still a shopaholic, frugal shopaholic :D The other day I was shopping for a pair of shades online, for the first time apparently! Since Ray-ban is growing too common in the market , seeing every tom dick and harry wearing a pair of Ray-ban Aviator , I was looking at Marc by Marc ( since I feel it's better in terms of sunglasses compared to Marc Jacobs' collection) and of course BVLGARI including  a few other signature names best-known for shades. SO how to pick the perfect pair of sunglasses?? That will take up my next fashion-post here, after a long break!
Marc by I love aviator glasses!( not exactly this piece)

Good night!

Renuka G

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Taking the Trouble

I'm not so sure whether I'm really into the new routine yet I'm secretly enjoying it. Waking up early in the morning, getting ready to school carrying more bags than the kids, entering the class, teaching, playing games with the pupils, meetings, training the kids for events, preparing teaching aids, outlining lessons. Wow that's indeed a long list! New routines of mine they are. I love this change though it's momentary, it allows me to be busy and venture into new things and make better my creativity apart from stimulating my thinking.

It feels good to be a trainee teacher. And even better is seeing the kids get excited the moment they know you are entering their class, watching them learn and finally gets it after all the hard work you've put in making the teaching aids. A profession full of blessings and sacrifices which comes with equal amount of stress and hardwork. True enough I won't be doing this for the rest of my life as this degree is just a stepping stone for me, however, I'm proud that I will at least be a part of it for another 4 years approximately. Fingers crossed.

There's so much to learn, so much to improve, such a long way to success. Gotta keep up the positive spirit. Go Renuka!

Monday, April 15, 2013

Na na na

Ok the very first line is going to sounds like a song, oh no, this is the very first line, so the 2nd then. Home is where my heart is, I'm not coming home, not for now. Yea I did some adaptations since I'm strictly against plagiarizing. Truth be told, I miss home. Like A LOT. The caps sure says something or perhaps screams that thing.

I miss everyone at home. Can't forget to mention how a text message from my sis made my day. I miss the fun times and little jokes we make on each other. I miss playing my keyboard till the tunes go astray yet sounds so perfect to my entire family. I miss baking a lot and how some experiments leaves me haywire. The smell of my room and my perfume which lifts me up every single time I'm home. Worth mentioned, my wardrobe which is perfectly arranged, thanks to my mom and dad. It feels extra good to see my dresses that are of various colours. An eye candy indeed. I miss everything, secretly wishing to sneak out from Marang to Kluang.

Wanting to leave this place soon. But prior that, there's a lot to be done. 3 more observations, gotta train the kids for SAHIBA and choral speaking, the classroom management assignment etc etc. Slow and steady wins the race they say, so I'm keeping my cool up to this moment. Hope to maintain! Wish me luck :)

Good Night!
Renuka G

Friday, April 12, 2013

You know this.

Trust, once broken, forever in pieces. Fragile it is, can't argue further. One crack leads to another in a blink of an eye giving way to a complete destruction before you could even think of a way to save it. It's so quick and more often than not it's permanent. When trust breaks, so does beliefs and even worse convictions. It depends, but it is most certainly possible.

Though we portray to the world an unshakeable image of ourselves, deep inside our trust had been broken in someway. Could be about anything, friendship, love, a person specifically, or maybe life in general. Sometimes we play the culprit, sometimes we get to shrink being the victim. As a culprit, we bear the guilt, as a victim, we develop fear. We move away from the subject or person, for the fear of being broken again, for the fear of rejection, for the fear of unhappiness, for the fear of hardships. Simply put, to avoid pain. As we readily know, human strive for pleasure and refrain from pain. Everything we do, decisions we make everyday are dictated by the mentioned duo.

Trust when built strong gives pleasure, a weak foundation on the other hand is a source of pain.

I can't teach you to trust, matters of the heart are personal thus, have to be developed by thyself. However,  I'm capable of breaking anyone's trust because I have little knowledge about their faith upon me. It somehow comes to how sensitive an individual is, how they choose to react and how often the same circumstances have taken place in the past. Just like how convictions can be broken, it can be created as well. For your information, convictions are founded by an unshakeable beliefs upon something while beliefs are vague ideas we put confidence on. So it's different. When I say convictions can be broken, it is severe. And when I say it can be built , obviously it has to be developed putting forth many references to prove it's reliability .

My advice here is, don't break that much. Trust is easily broken, hard to be fix as mentioned. Think of the pain of rebuilding, think of the time and references it consumes.  Learn to take things lightly. Walk away from pain, blame specifically, not generally, if you get what I mean.

Life's is good, I'd lend you my eyes!

Renuka G