Wednesday, January 21, 2015

How I contributed to English language! :-p

I was giving communication skills training in my organisation, not as a part of my JD, but as a hobby. Not that I’m perfect in English, it’s just that I can differentiate between “didn’t know and didn’t knew”. My plant is located in a tiny town, 72 km from Delhi. One of my colleague and friend came to me and said “ma’am aap communication class start kar do” (“ma’am give us communication training”) and I thought to myself “wtf, Gaurav would have died laughing if he was around”. He is someone who once said “Tu beta angrezi bolna chord de, poore time uska rape karti rehti hai” (“Stop talking in English, you molest the language”).

I was reluctant at first but then my friends, later students, gave me a lot of confidence. For training them, I needed to prepare myself. That preparation taught me a lot, filled the gaps I had, and I overcame a fear of speaking in public. I never taught English, it was always way of communicating and correct grammar.

What I remember from my MBA classes is what we learnt through activities, and I wanted to use the same trick with my training sessions, so I kept 80% of them activity oriented. It was fun to see aged people acting and singing and dancing, and I could tell from their look that they enjoyed it too, felt younger and had more life in them than I had ever noticed before.

We did one activity where I made them write a letter to themselves 5 to 10 years later, where they would question themselves if they have reached their goals. Once we grow up, no one asks about our goals or ambitions, this letter made them rack their brains and think of what they want to do in their coming years. I had to show them the letter I wrote to 30 years old me, which was kinda funny, everyone laughed, but then they were lost in their thoughts. People asked about themselves about kids, and cars, and houses, etc. I gave them an envelop each, to put the letter in and asked them to open it on their X birthday, X being the age they wrote the letter to. Everyone does their work so monotonously that they forget what they are missing in life or what more do they want from their lives. They have a standard mugged up answer to the interview question “where do you see yourself 5/10 years from now”.

On the same lines we also did New Year eve’s plans and resolutions for the next year. Every single person wrote “I want to be a better person”, wow, do you think that you are bad now? I made all of them change it to something more practical and non vague.

For our Christmas class, I decided to wear red coat and a Santa hat. Hahaha nobody expected their trainer to get dressed like that in a corporate world. I made them pick chits with random words on it and they had to do a role play. Along with chits were chocolates for them, another surprise. This was one fun class.
  

I have seen drastic improvements in the way people now introduce themselves, talk on the phone, converse, and use their body language, and it feels amazing. One thing I didn’t get as a student was special attention coz I was an average grader, and so I knew that I had to help my weak students first, and it did happen. I am proud of those whom I had very little hopes from, after our first session. They worked harder than the good ones and their determination showed.

The training has got over and I kinda miss those 3 days every week… I thank them for keeping their patience... I hope they do well in life, and remember me when they see wrong grammar… :D

One life, many experiences... Mine were all travel related... :D

I like to travel solo, coz if I travel with someone, I feel responsible for that person in many ways, but when I’m alone, I’m a free bird. No, I’m not unsocial or antisocial, I make friends on the go, and trust me, and we remain friends for long.

I broke two bones of my left foot in an accident, and that never stopped me from going to places, so when someone gives me their stupid reasons of why they can’t travel alone, I tell them “dude, travelling is not for you and you are not made to travel, travellers don’t find excuses of not going, they look out for reasons for exploring new places” 


When I was in McLeo, I went to see the waterfall near Bhagsu and there was a group of 5 friends, hot shot Punjabi munde (guys), it was cold and snowing and they had some desi daaru (local liquor), I asked them with innocent eyes if I could have some and they were more than happy to share it with me. Also, my phone was out of juice, as there was no electricity the whole night coz of snowfall, so I asked them to click my pics and send them to me later, and they did.
 




While my last internship in Chandigarh I travelled a lot, and so I wanted my little brother to see a bit too. So I asked him to come down. I first took him to Shimla, then back to Chdg for the new year (2014) celebration, and then we went to McLeodganj. McLeo is one town which pulled me again, and this time I took my brother there; And as expected, he loved the li'le place as much as I did, he even liked a girl at Dal Lake, hehehe. :D
 




On my trip to Pondicherry, I had lunch with this firangi (foreigner) female, who was courageous enough to travel India alone. We spoke for long, had lunch together, but in silence, called for separate bills, and exchanged only names. That was a memory I’d forever treasure. It was like I was alone, yet not lonely.


During my last trip to Shimla, I walked around 6 km, one and a half months after my plaster came off. I travelled to Kufri, did Yak and Horse riding, wore traditional dress and got a pic clicked, all alone. lol. After coming back to Shimla to catch my bus at night, I was sitting in a CCD to kill time, and I randomly started talking to this really handsome guy, and later got to know that we shared the same taste in music and books, and he liked to travel alone too. We shared a pizza. <3 o:p="">
I love you handsome and sexy Captain S. ;)