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exchange or stupid silly fights over a piece of He could share the sympathies the herd shared
chocolate. with the beggar children who begged in the train
and the happiness the herd shared by sharing
Next destination was Ooty. The ‘herd’ crossed their meal with the poor children. Saroj could
the Bandipur National Park which made us even share the songs the blind woman sang
feel the serenity and beauty of nature. Here, to earn her bread and helped her earn double
Saroj felt a little comfortable because he could that day. It was transformation; the skeptical
relate as he had a pending assignment on mind, to the mind that accepts the feelings of
environmental issue. being ‘one’ in every situation. We enjoyed the
delight of matching our steps with others on
The cold breeze of the mountains of Ooty ‘Jharkhandi’ dance as we moved all over the
pierced our bodies, we shivered and could nation. The pleasure of sharing the bond of
relate with the coldness that had crept in the humanity and most importantly, considering
relations. The hair-pin path of the mountain one lucky to have had an opportunity to come
decided to unravel and disentangle the conflict. on a trip with the ‘herd’ which was now called
The swollen egos of the two groups punctured ‘friends’. The realization that education was not
with the prick of the nail that pierced the tires only the books that we read in the class but that
of our bus. We had to fit in one bus. There was which we applied; dawned upon us during this
a chance to reconcile and resolve and Atish excursion and we returned with the pleasant
tried to confront. They argued like mad, fought, memories of the trip, refreshed to take down
created a mess and then the mariner’s curse was those “not-so-liked” lengthy notes again, with
done. We reconciled. The same chilly breeze a smile.
was now soothing. HOD offered us coffee
which shared our warmth. What happens after Saroj now had only one thing to say when he
a big fight makes a relation stronger. We were all was asked about the trip. He said- “all work and
united, ready to feel the bliss of the mountain. no play makes Jack a dull boy”- he also repeated
The Dodabetta peak, the tea-factory, the “Jill came tumbling after” silently and I smiled
chocolate house, everything was so wonderful listening to this, realizing the undertones, that
to visit together. Yes, together was the beauty of after all, Jack and Jill both went up the hill and
it. The beauty of being ‘one’: a team, despite of fell down; together, united, and one. Atish,
being different, the beauty of sharing the bond Karuna and Rajni smiled yet again realizing that
of being one. the tans would fade, but the memories would
last forever.
Saroj had finally started to laugh at our silly
jokes and shared the stupid talk with the ‘herd’.
Character means doing what is right even when it is inconvenient or uncomfortable.
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chocolate. with the beggar children who begged in the train
and the happiness the herd shared by sharing
Next destination was Ooty. The ‘herd’ crossed their meal with the poor children. Saroj could
the Bandipur National Park which made us even share the songs the blind woman sang
feel the serenity and beauty of nature. Here, to earn her bread and helped her earn double
Saroj felt a little comfortable because he could that day. It was transformation; the skeptical
relate as he had a pending assignment on mind, to the mind that accepts the feelings of
environmental issue. being ‘one’ in every situation. We enjoyed the
delight of matching our steps with others on
The cold breeze of the mountains of Ooty ‘Jharkhandi’ dance as we moved all over the
pierced our bodies, we shivered and could nation. The pleasure of sharing the bond of
relate with the coldness that had crept in the humanity and most importantly, considering
relations. The hair-pin path of the mountain one lucky to have had an opportunity to come
decided to unravel and disentangle the conflict. on a trip with the ‘herd’ which was now called
The swollen egos of the two groups punctured ‘friends’. The realization that education was not
with the prick of the nail that pierced the tires only the books that we read in the class but that
of our bus. We had to fit in one bus. There was which we applied; dawned upon us during this
a chance to reconcile and resolve and Atish excursion and we returned with the pleasant
tried to confront. They argued like mad, fought, memories of the trip, refreshed to take down
created a mess and then the mariner’s curse was those “not-so-liked” lengthy notes again, with
done. We reconciled. The same chilly breeze a smile.
was now soothing. HOD offered us coffee
which shared our warmth. What happens after Saroj now had only one thing to say when he
a big fight makes a relation stronger. We were all was asked about the trip. He said- “all work and
united, ready to feel the bliss of the mountain. no play makes Jack a dull boy”- he also repeated
The Dodabetta peak, the tea-factory, the “Jill came tumbling after” silently and I smiled
chocolate house, everything was so wonderful listening to this, realizing the undertones, that
to visit together. Yes, together was the beauty of after all, Jack and Jill both went up the hill and
it. The beauty of being ‘one’: a team, despite of fell down; together, united, and one. Atish,
being different, the beauty of sharing the bond Karuna and Rajni smiled yet again realizing that
of being one. the tans would fade, but the memories would
last forever.
Saroj had finally started to laugh at our silly
jokes and shared the stupid talk with the ‘herd’.
Character means doing what is right even when it is inconvenient or uncomfortable.
74
