tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24400438.post115770547962512947..comments2023-04-11T12:01:30.984-04:00Comments on Meandering Mindscape: An Impulse to HelpVeenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03902601842874877154noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24400438.post-13989015465331583272007-04-11T22:06:00.000-04:002007-04-11T22:06:00.000-04:00I really like the moment in the beginning when you...I really like the moment in the beginning when you identify the issue, that you think before you offer help to someone. I don't think that you have crossed the bridge though in terms of connecting overthinking before lending a hand, with having low self-esteem. <BR/><BR/>This blog impresses me for its ambition.Plum Jadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18087115552939433780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24400438.post-1157797529828167142006-09-09T06:25:00.000-04:002006-09-09T06:25:00.000-04:00Identifying a problem is the first step to conquer...Identifying a problem is the first step to conquering it. I think to look at yourself impartially and tell yourself that there's a problem - now that's exceptional. <BR/><BR/>Congrats on a well-written and thought-provoking piece.Sumedhhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12805657364602977986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24400438.post-1157722610401577452006-09-08T09:36:00.000-04:002006-09-08T09:36:00.000-04:00hey di... don't lose heart. it reminds me of a rat...hey di... <BR/>don't lose heart. it reminds me of a rather disheartening (atleast to my ego) incident that i was a part of. During my EMS posting, as i was travelling by train to KEM for a night duty... second class. this lil girl, must be about 10 yrs comes with a basket of cheap earrings and buckles - i thrive on these hawkers. the lady in front of me was apparently acquainted with the lil girl. and as they were talking - i don't know where this wave of my-bit-to-society surged upon me. i asked the girl her name and took out my scrap book. I wrote her name in hindi as a whole and individual letters, also breaking up the letters as a guide for how to write them. and i proudly showed this to the lil girl... lil girl, this is ur name. she stared at it, and then looks at me wistfully and says... oh this has no use for me. don't try to send me to school. been there, done that. don't show me dreams that i know i can never live - tht was the exact line she told me... and believe me- it was a slap across my face. i tried explaining patiently, that maybe not today, but tomorrow she will probably realize the value of her knowing how to write her name. she took the paper from me, unconvinced... put it in her pocket and ran away. i don't know whether she intended to keep it or has thrown it away... i don't know what to make of the whole incident. but i do know, that im never going to stop doing this. no, im not out to be a reformer - but i just wish tht these lil urchins would understand the power of knowing to read and write. try it next time - maybe u'll have a better experience.<BR/>HariniAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24400438.post-1157706705212444222006-09-08T05:11:00.000-04:002006-09-08T05:11:00.000-04:00veenaexperienc is a tuff teacher,it gives u th tes...veena<BR/>experienc is a tuff teacher,it gives u th test first and then teaches uth lesson!<BR/>If "we" learn thru these experiences,NO experience is BAD :)<BR/><BR/>ShrutiAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com