Showing posts with label lecturer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lecturer. Show all posts

Sunday, July 25, 2010

A Ceremonious Lie...

Prelude: This rant was born due to the sheer boredom inflicted upon me in my MBA class during a Business Communication lecture.


Disclaimer - This rant doesn't aim to demean any academic practitioner or practice. It is composed with the underlying assumption, that people could just read it for fun without reading further into it!


So here it goes....


Sermonic education is akin to a ceremonious lie,


The one imparting it is shackled, the reciever eager to fly.



The exchange is mutual, but the mutuality is in doubt,


One is certainly suppressed, the other flexes his clout.



The wisdom of both is unquestionalble for sure,


But the futility of the exercise sadly has no cure.

The husky, rugged voice sounds like music to me,


Almost like a deaf Mozart enjoying a symphony.

I’m here at the expense of my extended sleep,


The rewards of this sacrifice in future I’d reap.



Atleast I was told so, this is the gullible me,


The session’s on communication, what an Irony!!!


Sunday, February 1, 2009

Coffee & Cups!!

This was a nice mail sent to me, so thought I'd just put this up here....

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university lecturer. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the lecturer went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups: porcelain, plastic, glass, some plain-looking and some expensive and exquisite, telling them to help themselves to hot coffee.

When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the lecturer said "If you noticed, all the nice-looking, expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress." "What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the better cups and are eyeing each other's cups.

Now, if life is coffee, then the jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life, but the quality of Life doesn't change. Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee in it."

So don't let the cups drive you...enjoy the coffee instead!

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