All MMS batchmates of mine will know where this is leading to.For the rest ,I will explain...I mnt stopping my MMS batchmates from reading the explaination though....
There was a lecturer of our's who would make people sing for coming late to class.This punishment was something I was petrified of.
For all of you who don't know me,I don't sing even when I am alone at home.I am that confident of my singing abilities.So,I had to find a way out of this...if I went in late to class.
I thought of writing a poem just to save myself of the embarrasment of singing in class.
I managed to somehow write a poem for her ...(Gladly,it was accepted and I din't have to sing)and two friends of mine ( Richa Dubey and Keerthi Unni) told me to put it in a blog.They even offered to make a blog for me so they also share the blame for sowing the seeds of making a blog in my head and all the stupid content you are subjected to on this blog. So,this is for all the people who have too much time to waste.The poetry( if i may call it so) was initially written in seven verses which I edited to four .
Note: The name of the lecturer is in the last line.I have used the words and phrases she uses in class(marked them in blue) .The name of subjects she taught is in bold.Yamini and Rinaldi are the names of Retail stores
So here's the uncut version ....
Every fine Monday morning,
She walks in to teach Retail,
Her enthusiasm for the subject,
makes us pay attention to detail.
With her smile, gets closed her eyes,
to her lectures she adds ,a lot of spice.
Wednesday mornings she comes in for Strategy,
and ensures there's no dearth of energy,
She uses words like an English Missionary,
which sometimes makes us need a Dictionary,
She makes sure there's ample dose of real life gyaan,
So that bachchalog don't stray and lose their dhyaan.
There are no "Goodmornings",just a cheerful "hi",
which says she's friendly and you needn't be shy,
Her ways of punishing are effective and great ,
because your vocal chords pay for you being late ,
Her name symbolises fondness and Mamta,
true to it ,she calls all of us "Janta".
She does know all the tricks of the trade,
She's born and brought up in Cuffe parade.
She's up with the latest fashion trends,
Ratan Tata is one of her friends .
Her lectures are an absolute treat,
but if you don't attend,you're dead meat.
Very particular is she about our attendence,
Her birth day comes with Indian Independence.
Of her army background,she is very proud,
She can control a class without shouting aloud.
Talks about any topic under the sun,
and she ensures its all great fun.
Yamini and Rinaldi are a part of her life,
It's as integral to her as husband is to wife.
She's got amazing sense of style,
Don't get on her nerves ,u ll run a mile.
She does practice what she preaches,
I wish I remember all she teaches.
If u all feel these lines are a stupid notion,
Blame it on lack of talent and aspiration,
and If u liked it one bit,
then reserve the comments for the inspiration,
So,give all the cheers,applause and a bouquet,
To none other than Ms.Yashoda Durge
There was a lecturer of our's who would make people sing for coming late to class.This punishment was something I was petrified of.
For all of you who don't know me,I don't sing even when I am alone at home.I am that confident of my singing abilities.So,I had to find a way out of this...if I went in late to class.
I thought of writing a poem just to save myself of the embarrasment of singing in class.
I managed to somehow write a poem for her ...(Gladly,it was accepted and I din't have to sing)and two friends of mine ( Richa Dubey and Keerthi Unni) told me to put it in a blog.They even offered to make a blog for me so they also share the blame for sowing the seeds of making a blog in my head and all the stupid content you are subjected to on this blog. So,this is for all the people who have too much time to waste.The poetry( if i may call it so) was initially written in seven verses which I edited to four .
Note: The name of the lecturer is in the last line.I have used the words and phrases she uses in class(marked them in blue) .The name of subjects she taught is in bold.Yamini and Rinaldi are the names of Retail stores
So here's the uncut version ....
Every fine Monday morning,
She walks in to teach Retail,
Her enthusiasm for the subject,
makes us pay attention to detail.
With her smile, gets closed her eyes,
to her lectures she adds ,a lot of spice.
Wednesday mornings she comes in for Strategy,
and ensures there's no dearth of energy,
She uses words like an English Missionary,
which sometimes makes us need a Dictionary,
She makes sure there's ample dose of real life gyaan,
So that bachchalog don't stray and lose their dhyaan.
There are no "Goodmornings",just a cheerful "hi",
which says she's friendly and you needn't be shy,
Her ways of punishing are effective and great ,
because your vocal chords pay for you being late ,
Her name symbolises fondness and Mamta,
true to it ,she calls all of us "Janta".
She does know all the tricks of the trade,
She's born and brought up in Cuffe parade.
She's up with the latest fashion trends,
Ratan Tata is one of her friends .
Her lectures are an absolute treat,
but if you don't attend,you're dead meat.
Very particular is she about our attendence,
Her birth day comes with Indian Independence.
Of her army background,she is very proud,
She can control a class without shouting aloud.
Talks about any topic under the sun,
and she ensures its all great fun.
Yamini and Rinaldi are a part of her life,
It's as integral to her as husband is to wife.
She's got amazing sense of style,
Don't get on her nerves ,u ll run a mile.
She does practice what she preaches,
I wish I remember all she teaches.
If u all feel these lines are a stupid notion,
Blame it on lack of talent and aspiration,
and If u liked it one bit,
then reserve the comments for the inspiration,
So,give all the cheers,applause and a bouquet,
To none other than Ms.Yashoda Durge
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