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Schooling...Listen to the art of listening

In follow up to two blogs By 2034...Education...Parent lottery & Up to something... , Alt school  & Swashikshan - Indian Association of Homeschoolers seems to be attempting unique. The leading pitch is that it is personalized to the child! Alt school adds the technology. The way kids are wired to laptops somehow worries me. There is a moment where a kid realizes his skills and how he can take it forward. Till they are ready to listen, will any of the teacher's effort matter? Do we as teachers even need to bother or continue to provide customized education till the kid is ready to listen? How can we make the kid as a whole listen to real concerns of the world rather than mere issues? The age and maturity of the kids deem a lot to make this happen so are there any exercises which may be aimed to just enable this. A teacher & a child enters into the relationship together! Is there a formula to understand every kid? Every kid is unique for sure, so even if we devise

Up to something...

A decade before I watched the below talk from Sir Ken Robinson. It was inspirational & equally thought provoking. Parenting happened & I'm now a father two kids. The future suddenly becomes a concern, as if necessity made me realize that. My urge to become a teacher has been pulling me through this space over weekends & late hour online readings +  podcasts.  Jiddu Krishnamurthi  (JK) has been another person whom I've been following since a decade now. Most of my thoughts have been profoundly transformed by JK! In case you're interested in knowing more about JK,  A Jewel on a Silver Platter  is the best you can find on the planet. It is insightful! Furious podcast listening also reinforced that more folks in our generation like Naval etc. follow this is immaculate personality. The phenomenal clarity that JK had is still very relevant. His thoughts will be immortal! One among the many profound talks below caught my attention 8 years before.

By 2034...Education...Parent lottery

To give birth through a biological process is one small part. Bringing forth, that seems to be the origin of the word parent . It is how you play the cards which have been dealt with you that matters. A post shared by Anoob Backer (@becks007) on Nov 18, 2013 at 7:05am PST What does it mean to bring forth a kid? There isn't any guarantee how the kid might turn up. But like most of our life, parenting is a phase which happens. Rather un-consciously without deep contemplations! Not that we've to do deep thoughts but it happens like that.  The huge responsibility of a parent to look at the child as a whole & work towards building a better human is phenomenal. Isn't it? If a parent hasn't looked at themselves as a whole, will you be able to look at your child like that? Gaps you've has an impact on your child. In this era of a technology & lack of attention to a child, how can we even understand a child? Without understanding the child, you can

In a jiffy...but

Kins was around & we'd to plan something! An intensive search in AirBnB, Tripadvisor etc. realized that most of them have a whole crap with stock photographs from wild life. We did a random search in google & started ringing those who had numbers listed with best ratings. That is how we reached Samantha  & Ehraz . Dhiju (my wife) got in touch further to close down on the CampFire Nights . This blog isn't to make any word of mouth marketing about this place, but to capture my experience. I'm writing this, a day after returning from 2 nights + 3 days of CampFire stay. This place is simple! The moment you reach the foothills the scenery of the mountain will mesmerize! We parked the vehicle at the Foothill & was taken to the place in two jeeps. You'll never forget the white gypsy of Ehraz & how much he has used it as well! The Gypsy has a place in this story because that is the intro for the couple. You'll realize Ehraz is around the property

Oneplus 5 disappointed

I procured Colour OS based Oneplus One from China, rooted it with CyanogenMod way before it was made available in India or US. Finally, all of our family members ended up using OnePlus phones ranging from OP1 to OP3. It has reached a stage where now my dad who is 65+ years old roots One plus with such an ease. I did watch Oneplus 5 announcement live. Oneplus 5 disappointed me. Start with the avg launch in India hosted by one of the brand ambassadors, no exciting specs, a mere copy of the design, monkeying the stage presentations of competing, trying so hard to build up a community, boasting on the innovation of competes around dual camera, moving away from the value for money, faking benchmarks, releasing disoriented intermediary models, irrelevant/not-needed brand ambassadors. Never settle...

Let's talk about business...how about that in life?

I'm puzzled! A good fortune of powerful thoughts used in a mere myopic manner. Why? Everyone gives, with a clear motive of getting back. Espied in business. Love is pure, but under current circumstances, I'm forced to coin another term "pure love". Approach it with "pure love" in every aspect will result in magic. The magic which lasts forever & immortal. Every decision you make with pure love will be immaculate & unsurpassed! With love...with pure love... A post shared by Anoob Backer (@becks007) on May 23, 2017 at 10:49pm PDT

2017 - A post from my brother!

A great read! This was posted by my brother, that too in the first day of the year in remembrance of our grandmother. ഓർമ്മയിലെ എന്റെ വെല്ലുമ്മാ ... എന്നെ നാരങ്ങ മുട്ടായി തിന്നാൻ ശീലിപ്പിച്ച എന്റെ ഉമ്മ.എന്നെ പുട്ടും ചായയും പഞ്ചസാരയും ചേർത്ത് തിന്നാൻ ശീലിപ്പിച്ച എന്റെ ഉമ്മ.എന്റെ കാശികുടുക്കയിൽ ആദ്യത്തെ 1 രൂപ തുട്ട് ഇട്ടുതന്ന എന്റെ ഉമ്മ.അങനെ എന്റെ ജീവിതത്തിൽ ചെറുതും വലുതും ആയി കുറെ ഓർമ്മകൾ തന്ന എന്റെ ഉമ്മ.ഇപ്പോളും മിനി ഹോമിന്റെ മുന്നിൽ കൂടെ പോകുമ്പോൾ എന്നെ നോക്കി നിൽക്കുന്നതായി എന്നിക്കു തോന്നും.എടാ ...പോയി കൊടുകാരന്റെ കടയിൽ നിന്ന് അടക്ക മേടിക്കടാ...നാരങ്ങ മുട്ടായിയും മേടിച്ചോ ...ചെറുപ്പത്തിൽ ഈ വാക്കുകൾ കേൾക്കുമ്പോൾ എന്തോരു സന്തോഷം ആണെന്നോ... കൊച്ചുമകളിൽ പലപ്പോഴും എന്നിക്കു തോന്നും ഉമ്മാക് എന്നോട് എന്തോ ഒരു ഇഷ്ട്ടം കൂടുതൽ ഉണ്ടെന്നു.ചിലപ്പോൾ കൊച്ചുമകളിൽ ചെറുത് ഞാൻ ആയതു കൊണ്ടാകും .ഉമ്മ മരിച്ചിട്ടു കുറെ വർഷങ്ങൾ ആയി.ഇപ്പോളും ഉമ്മാനെ അനേഷിച്ചു പലരും എന്നോടു വന്നു ചോദിക്കാറുണ്ട് . എന്റെ ജീവിതത്തിൽ ഉമ്മ പറഞ്ഞു തന്ന ചില വാക്കുകൾ ഉണ്ട് . കുറെ വർഷം കഴിഞ്ഞാണ് എന്നിക്കു അത് മനസിലായത്.എടാ ...നീ

Love you mama!

Your demise creates a void! Oh! my mama (Puthiyaveetil Moideenkutty), the kindness, the knowledge, the support, the strength & the love you've shared with us will last longer. A video posted by Anoob Backer (@becks007) on Dec 25, 2016 at 1:26am PST Tears rolling down my cheeks! Phewwww....... You have been there for us in every critical part of our life. I'll miss you so much but the immaculacy to love, which I learned from you will be mortal & I'll cherish on that. I love you!

A good time bliss!

Time, such a trick of thaumaturgy. With good times comes the beatitude & with bad times comes the sentience. The bad times enlighten is what our ancestors time after time have put in words. Is that because of the sentience bad times bring? Given a free will, good times are preferred by an exquisitely confused mind.  Isn't that a pretty irony? Blame the time! No that isn't where I'm going. The thought which provoked me today was that why do we loose sentience during the good times. Is it because you don't deserve that inordinate time? You might be putting a maid at home or a person to wash your car. The time you bought how well did you fritter away? If that is put to use to watch movie/tv or relax or to shop or spent on gossip, then you just reduced it to skin-and-bones. We've died to accumulate, die wisely with no leeway for heartbreak! What is your take?

Bona fide take on your life?

A pretty long day for us. We drove from Bangalore. The car after a breakdown at Salem was again having issues. We gave the car for service at Thrissur. Papa & Mummy was at Thrissur since morning. We all welcomed our Dhiqur (nephew). It was a blessed day for our family. We drove to Koolimuttam. Towards the night 8:30 PM we reached. Met our beloved uncle & aunty. We started back at around 9:30 PM to Aluva, where papa & mummy lives. I, my wife, kids, papa & mom in the car. I was driving at a very comfortable speed & totally dark all around. A simple thought slithered in while driving. This has been an ever running thought in me. I wanted to ask this multiple times but didn't feel like earlier. But today I dared to ask this to my papa & mom. What is the point of life? What is your take on life? [me] My mom got a bit emotional thinking about her parents. My mom has always been the person who cheers my thoughts. A lot of points were made both mom & pa