tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286821619549757823.post1396971662763719250..comments2023-06-21T13:33:18.520+05:30Comments on kriticulture: Remembering my teacherRajesh Sharmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11144914400704668707noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286821619549757823.post-39429695930627361532011-09-05T15:47:54.881+05:302011-09-05T15:47:54.881+05:30Heart touching eulogy....... hats offto you and yo...Heart touching eulogy....... hats offto you and your worthy teacher Satinder Pal Singh Ji.......you are as revered by ur pupils as he was by you............Amanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17960152324555670009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286821619549757823.post-87015677513010849582010-09-04T22:35:26.636+05:302010-09-04T22:35:26.636+05:30Satinder Singh may have passed away physically but...Satinder Singh may have passed away physically but he still breathes through your way of teaching. You were luckier than me to get such a teacher in first year of your bachelor's course whereas I met you in first year of my master's course.Thanks for introducing me to the world of books and literature.<br />Happy teachers day.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05097830246959365486noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286821619549757823.post-74973301326611629602010-09-03T21:40:09.116+05:302010-09-03T21:40:09.116+05:30How true Rajesh. Wish could go back to GCH and att...How true Rajesh. Wish could go back to GCH and attend those classes once again.Harbir Singhnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286821619549757823.post-605749913594107582010-09-03T14:26:50.868+05:302010-09-03T14:26:50.868+05:30"I was in the first year of my Bachelor's..."I was in the first year of my Bachelor's course and full of doubts, including those about my ability. But he seemed to know his students better than we knew ourselves. He believed in us and made us believe in ourselves as if by magic." <br /><br />You also speak in me somewhere.Vinod Mittalnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286821619549757823.post-35164682290448718032010-09-03T07:41:32.174+05:302010-09-03T07:41:32.174+05:30Your piece coming about a time when Teachers' ...Your piece coming about a time when Teachers' day is fast approaching, is befitting tribute to the memory of ur teacher who shaped your life and in his inimitable style made u aware of the art of teaching and learning. Such teachers are rare to be found, and lucky are those who have learnt by sitting at their feet, so to say.T S Anandnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286821619549757823.post-80073737234989659622010-09-03T07:28:01.078+05:302010-09-03T07:28:01.078+05:30lucky you! You had Satinder Singh.Was he the man w...lucky you! You had Satinder Singh.Was he the man who came to our board meetings in Chandigarh.I think I know him as a well-spoken teacher.ML Rainanoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286821619549757823.post-4352105486261708542010-09-03T07:27:39.618+05:302010-09-03T07:27:39.618+05:30'A teacher's test is how long his cupped h...'A teacher's test is how long his cupped hands can hold water,' he had once remarked. He was so right, I then realized.' <br /><br />very well said. your obituary shows how food he was and how successful he was in producing students like you. i have almost met hin through your words. Such teachers never die: their light is passed on to next generations.Paramjit Ramananoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286821619549757823.post-76028630517593118342010-09-03T07:27:14.493+05:302010-09-03T07:27:14.493+05:30A well written tribute; eloquently says what you h...A well written tribute; eloquently says what you have withheld from its words. I imagine Satinder Singh sitting "outside" the class, mining gold in the words you left unsaid.Navtej Bharatinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286821619549757823.post-16239943019204540702010-09-03T07:26:13.360+05:302010-09-03T07:26:13.360+05:30The piece is very touching. We owe a lot to such t...The piece is very touching. We owe a lot to such teachers.<br />I remember Dr Jagjit Singh Ranjha( people called him Ranjha I don't know for what reason... maybe it was because someone told us he had written on his house name plate " Saleti" ( Heer was called Saleti). He taught maths and had written many text books on aljebra and trignometry etc but he took permission of Principal Harbhajan Singh ( I studied at Khalsa College Mahilpur) to teach poetry to our class.So he taught us two poems in six ,months... such were those teachers and those times, the two poems were Ode to Nigtengale by Keats and Ode to Skylark by Shelley. I still remember many lines of these poems and the beautiful words about them Rajha had said. Rajha said that he had written the name "Ruth" on his almirah of choice books in his house after the name of the girl in the Keats poem. As Ruth stood in alien corns... the poem says. Our another such teacher was Karamjit Singh of Jullandhar. He came daily on pubic bus to teach at Mahilpur spending more than he earnded on bus fares and books he bought and brought for us, his students. <br />Such teachers are more and more needed... maybe they still are around though not in good number.gurdev chauhannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7286821619549757823.post-10249697019263472652010-09-03T07:25:33.867+05:302010-09-03T07:25:33.867+05:30your words : " to navigate literary works lik...your words : " to navigate literary works like wayfarers exploring the labyrinthine patterns of some Persian carpets." are the best tribute and acknowledgment that a teacher could ever want....i wish i could write similarly about the brilliant teachers in my life.<br /><br />i will borrow your words and quote you.Surbhi Goelnoreply@blogger.com