Author: priyankasinghal.com

The Nonchalance of Boredom

Rejuvenation is ephemeral, boredom stays

Isolation is forever, congestion prevails

Forever is silence, music hinders

Lyric is sensibility, words obfuscate

Intention is compulsive, perception administers

Opportunity is materialisation, purpose vanishes

Journey is quintessential, time obstructs

Inspiration is a triviality, momentous occurs

Spontaneity is monotony, trivial  intensifies

Longing is  intoxication, emotion suffers

‘Nostalgia is a distraction’, distraction lingers

-Priyanka Singhal and Surbhi Nagpal

Naps Are Confusing

It had thought it was morning
It ran deep into woods for fun,
Was tricked!
It was still evening
Naps are confusing
They take you to another world
and make you forget time

What is waking, what is sleeping?
The forest was tempting
The fragrance mesmerizing
And darkness awaiting…

What is dusk, what is dawn?
There it was the lovely fawn
As darkness enveloped it came to mind
It had left home far behind
Amidst the rustling of sounds
The shrieking of hounds
It could not find its way out.

A myriad of experiences, a thousand of doubts
A lost soul trying to find its way round and about
No shining star
Not a moonlit night
It stood the dark spirits in a fight.

As it lay on the ground tired and fatigued
A glimmer of light fell on its eyes
Each daybreak allows for a withered plant to grow
Each night awaits a new morrow

The fawn had seen a new world
A world of possibilities in sojourn
Obscure and obfuscated as it was
Taught it the lesson of caution.

Night had concealed and revealed itself in stages
Just as light and the dark are phases
The fawn gave its fears chases
Without regrets without malaise
It returned home from the maze.

– Surbhi Nagpal & Priyanka Singhal

Flight

A few hushed voices, a few loud ones,
Perceptions being made, apprehensions won
Curiosities and quick glancing
Expectations and lack of strings:
Silenced and shut by conceptions and notions
Sitting in the darkest of corners
Kept struggling for recognition.
A fight against obliteration
A fight against nullification
Unnoticed unvoiced…

As rejection became a routine
Light came from the darkest of things
Out of the window
She saw
A flight without hesitation
Fresh out of its nest it soared
the cocoon had already got bored
Fragile and trembling it took charge of its life
Its strength became its light.

Its strength became her light.
Apprehensions became appreciations
Silent struggles motivations
Expectations came of age
Driven by the sage
She cast a niche
And broke her cage.

-Priyanka Singhal & Surbhi Nagpal

The course life takes

It has been a fascinating experience. Rather, a transforming one. The perspective has changed. The realization came gradually. The responsibility has increased immensely. This was chosen but back then, the magnitude wasn’t known.

It was just another course in life. I guess this has just become the course of life. It’s absolutely unbelievable how everything changes from being a student to being a teacher. The heart, however, choses to be partial- it desires to be safe in the shell. Being guided and taken by the hand is such a felicity. It’s just that very few realize it. On second thoughts, very few actually are provided with such an opportunity.

Role reversal has taken place. The effort should be visible. Thoughts must transform into action from the very beginning otherwise the learning would dissipate. It should not be undermined by distractions. The opportunity should reach out to as many as possible through the new channel. The channels must grow.

Learning to learn

I’m presently occupied with learning something that would go a long way in making the learning process more meaningful for others. I am learning to teach.

Teaching entails a wide range of tasks which, if not completed responsibly could lead to serious repercussions. To groom a student to be a better person and a better informed person is no easy job. It takes a lifetime to be a truly professional teacher.

Amazingly, the most difficult and also the most worthy part of being a teacher is : Learning to Learn! I started with learning to teach and eventually realized that teaching is learning. While i make my mind to teach my students, i end up learning from them. I learn from them every single day.

I guess the most satisfying moment in a teacher’s life is when a student comes up and tells you that whatever was taught was well understood. One may then think the labour that had been put in, was well received and responded to. It is then that the feeling sets in!