PROFICIENCY DEVELOPMENT FOR GRADUATE TEACHERS’ TEACHING ENGLISH

03/01/2012    TO    12/01/2012-  GGSSS, NAMCHI

G.T’S PROFOUND UTTERANCE

Amidst the lush green pine hill

In the wintry chill

Ignoring precious leave

From far and near gathered we

From the session of ice breaking

Till the day of our parting

Felt we warm and friendly treat

Even the frozen winter couldn’t defeat

Spoken English: why should we learn?

For English is not read as it’s written

Why Communicative Learning Teaching Approach?

As it is in learners’ favour

The most interesting class was Phonetic

As the manner he taught was dramatic

Repeatedly stressed he not to let the lesson decay

Because it is the theory of Mr. D.K

We owe our humble gratitude to all R Ps

For left they no stone unturned rendering their service

As it is easier to learn than to unlearn

So once the bond we forge can’t be forgotten

By Noel Rai Graduate Teacher Govt. Sec. School, Rong      dt;12/01/2012

HEART

On a roasting daylight sun 
With zillion plights of loneliness 
Troubled, bruised and wounded heart 
Panting alone all alone 
Harshly rejected by her own soul mate
Was crying on the footpath edge
Idiot my little heart
Tried to soothe her
Tried to convince her
But refused she
For she desires only the heart
That has severally played with her
Whom she has committed already
Her body soul and hear
8.52 pm 03/06/16

Human form

Along with the passage of time (age)
Transforms human form and beauty
In spite of the change in human nature
The form of love remains the same
Form and beauty doesn't matter
Let the trust go higher and further
Let the purity sustain throughout the ages
I exult with my all love and might
I dignify you to a position along with my throne
I long to see you taking the place of her majesty
As I crown you with my empathetic heart
I would like to see you in the royal ball gown
Dancing, twisting and whirling in your slender form
I shall hold you in my muscular arm
We shall dance and display our romance
Amidst the courtiers, amid the blasting applauses
Youth and lust lasts for a few days
But the true love and faith endure forever and ever
Let's not end the music; let's appeal the musician
Let's keep on dancing till we all get exhausted
Damn care the outer human form and charm
Because beauty lies in the heart, not in physique
Form and beauty doesn't matter me
It makes different when you betray to yourself
It makes different when you fall from your own sight
It matters when you compel me to discard
I know I shall utterly cry the moment I know
My ballroom will be wholly emptied without you
Perhaps my passionate eyes will search for her majesty's footprints
Certainly, my keen ear will wish to hear her royally giggles
For romance was there, the charm was there a few moments ago
In the sincere heart, until Newton knew the truth of fallen apple
But I am not pragmatic to prove the gravity
I believe in romance and I live in the fantasy
With my own loyal devotee

LONE PRINCES AND HER CASTLE

Lone is the castle, beneath the blue skies
Within the castle breathes a single brave lady 
Almost desolated as if accustomed to solitude
Consumes she every social stigma
Beneath that lone castle lays a fragile heart
Almost fissured mind, though cautiously tightened
Escapes the hopes and bliss sometimes from her grips
That was hardly collected precious joys and bliss
As usual, again she feels her glees being seized
Who would know her heart's agony?
Who would understands the depth of her cry
She is crying for love, she needs a soul mate
She cries for a prince who could kiss her lips
And could disable the spell of wicked
I can see from my housetop
A cool slothful gust of the wind
Blowing gently over her silky hair
As if consoling her
I can see from my balcony
A delicate ray of the morning sun
Knocking softly at her door
As if presenting his chaste love
Alas
Neither she understands the touch of the wind
Nor can she feel the warmth of the morning sun
Waving their hands 
Desperately marches they ahead
Sun is in a hurry to intensify his heat
Casting his grey shadow over her
Rushes they on their daily routine


And again a lone castle remains silence
Beneath the blue skies
Within that castle breathes a single brave lady
Longing to see her real prince 
Who could bring back her lost bliss

School Is A Temple

If school is a temple

You are a Priest

If a teacher is a candle 

You are a bright recipient

If the book is a holy scripture

You are a humble scholar

If your action is religion

You are a devotee 

If a teacher is a facilitator

You are a beneficiary

If meditation is your prayer

Enlightenment is your attainment

02/09/2012 / 8.00 pm

GLOOMY EVENING

Lone was I descending

Through a narrow bumpy steep hilly track

On the fringe of the western horizon

Soon the sun was going to bid farewell

Chirping birds were hurried to their bough

And I was being more inquisitive

Driven by my own humanity

To take this abandoned downhill path

To pay my spared homage

To my friend’s slumbered wife

Know I not where she is sleeping

But I know nearby old paternal dwelling

Down-down beneath the jagged rocks,

In deep in eternal sleep

Must be, I think, I pitied

And I know he will not see me stopping here

To search for, in this gloomy evening

As busy he’s downhill in his cozy fresh home

Deprived she is now

Of physical ailments and mental despair

And is reclining in undying peace

I think, I guess,

Concealed she is within a white rectangular Dome

Around which red, pink, yellow and white blooms

Roses along with the weeds

Bothers her not anything

Neither torment rain nor the scorching sun,

A light darkening veil prevents me to go any further

Curious and inquisitive though I to bear

Being it’s the darkest evening of the year,

I must be a rationalist and must be back home

To accomplish my life’s assigned duties.

21/03/2012

INVISIBLE INVADER

Posses you not any identity

Nor do show your any existence

Mysterious, where you come from

Trace-less where you vanish

Your dominating catwalk is deceitful

You keep no mercy performing your duty

You spare none whether it’s old or young

Unaware you are of human cry and mourn

                                           

What worthiness you know of the person?

How important the person is for society

You do rush invisibly in silence and emptiness

You vanish briskly snatching the essence of life

Possibly you are a spectator of the abandon flesh

And a dumb onlooker to the grieved and swooned family

Coz you can’t console or weep

For you have no eyes, no mouth, no face nothing.

 25/11/2013  time 9.25 pm Rong Sec. School.