Everybody gets paid

At dining table

“What do you get out of volunteering?”, he asked. Well, I’d get a certificate for my resume, I replied because that’s what he wanted to hear. He asked no further. Would i do it even if i didn’t get a certificate? Definitely.

At the school

“Is it a paid internship?” No. “Dude why are you doing it! Quit. You’ll get a better-paid internship if you work in xyz”

At work

“Okay team, we have to the work finished by today. We have to the prototype in 2 days.” (Hope they pay us for overtime, Mark mumbled.)

Every person is paid for what they do. A volunteer is paid with the satisfaction and pride of bringing about a change. An intern is paid with experience. A self-made pianist is paid with dopamine which floods him every time he perfects a melody.

The Only One He Ever Feared

Why do i love my JEE teachers of all the teachers i ever had? I wasn't the brightest mind in the class, didn't understand every word they said, even then, i have great respect for them as teachers. Why is that so? What differentiates them from the other teachers i had.
I think the probable reasons might be:

• They had already accomplished what i was aspiring for. I believed in them because i knew they had done it.
• They knew what they were talking about and had a deep understanding of their subject. Well some of them looked passionate towards their subjects, others didn't show much enthu, but in either case, they were good at what they did.
• Friendly, Cool and Chill.
• It might be because the syllabus was designed ingeniously or they just didn't mind going off topic - you take any problem(kind of) to them, they didn't say, 'It's out of syllabus'.

The sad part is i'm starting to believe what my mother always said about teachers - 'They landed up in the job because they weren't good enough for real jobs'. Even Sheldon thinks the same.

Even if a person finds his passion for teaching, to be a successful and inspiring teacher, he/she needs to be really good and it. He/She needs to understand the field as far as possible and also design and use techniques to convey the beauty of their art. Imagine you were taught maths by 3Blue1Brown while growing up. I bet you'd love Math more than your girlfriend. A teacher has the power to change the lives of their students and that could just cause a chain reaction that could change the world.

Suddenly you realise you are becoming an extrovert and you don't like it.

ConFusED

It's not easy when your mind fights with itself. Fragments of your past attacking your future, fogging your vision. It's so easy when you don't question. When you just do it because someone you care about said it's important. That it will pay off in the long run. You never questioned, never tried to drill down. But a time came when there was no someone. You were on your own. Still, there were voices leading you. Voices of fear, __, carving your way.

You know what they said is not wrong, but it's just not you. You don't wanna play it safe. You know what to do, but you are too afraid to lose. Drew's not helping either. He's just kept busy by the voices and when they fade for some time, he's happy. Gun pushes him to go after what he really wanted. He even takes the first few steps for the long ladder, but the voices are back again, dragging him down into the heard and the gravity of gear keeps him there.

Will he ever be brave enough to let go of the voices, will he be brave enough to find the whisper hidden in the heard or up the ladder saying come-on do it. Will be brave enough...?

wordCloud.R

Here are the top 20 words i've used on this blog since i started blogging.
Well, i didn't find anything out of the box, but still, it was a fun experiment!

Here's the script in R.

- Code courtesy Mihir Karkare <mihirkarkare9@gmail.com>

To my blog into a raw text file, i followed this tutorial.

My first YouTube upload!