Monday, October 4, 2010

Math, All the way!!

It was, when I was studying 9th standard. It was an awesome year. An year of turn around. Wondering, why I am talking about this now? Well. There is a reason. I used to work hard with my mathematics those days. Right from my 7th standard in school, there would be this mammoth task in Maths. The next nightmare to me, the first being "myself in a dark room", would be, Algebra. It was horrible. I used to work out a lot at those times. Neat as well. But then the marks didn't show up to be nice for me. They were horribly low. They never touched the great nineties. I used to envy those "ninety guys" in the class. They used to boast like crazy. I had a problem with every chapter related to Maths like that of geometry, that of hero's formula and other stuff. Then on a fine day when I was studying 9th, it happened. The last, worse thing that could happen for me. I got a big zero in one test. So that was the end of my individual studying.


It was hell for me!!


A close friend of mine was going to tuition. One day when they came to my house. They said it was a good one. Then my mom was keen to make me join, cause it had come to that level.They couldn't take it anymore with my test marks being all time low. It was the hardest time for everybody in my house. Mom somehow managed to arrange money for the tuition.


That was the first time I saw him. He was an old man of age nearly 58-60. He had his angio done while I went to him.He was having a difficult time as well. He, actually worked in Food Corporation of India, New Delhi. He was not given pension and hence he started to work and earn by taking tuition.

The first thing that he asked me was "What happens when you take the Maths book? You see a ghost or what?" He used to spend a lot of time with us. When I started going to him, I started to know what Maths is all about. He taught me how it should be taught.He gave me all the inputs needed in the right way. He was a great man with so much humility. I started picking it up slowly, but surely. He used to spend a lot of time and set question papers with such neatness, for us for tests and used to correct those answer papers with such sincerity and dedication.He used to give us sincere remarks of what we've done, and what has to be done.

He used to give more importance to theory part of Maths, which made him someone unique. Nobody does give it that kind of importance. But he used to emphasize on how each formula came and the background of each concept in Maths. He doesn't judge me by my marks but how I solve my problem methodically. But getting full marks in his tests would take everything out of you, cause he used to set questions with high standards. He used to check whether I've understood the concept or not. He used to say that getting full marks should not be in the mind but working out the problems correctly is what should be the focus with appropriate steps. He instilled confidence in me. He made sure that I'm comfortable with each of the concept that is there in Maths. It was my pleasure to be a student of him for nearly 4 years. He used to share with me all his problems and used to discuss about a lot of events happening around. An voracious reader and a great fan of cricket, the man is filled with knowledge.

I was having this in my mind!!


He made me tell this!!

He spotted the patience I'd got and he used to tell me that "You better do research, cause you've got a lot of patience and sincerity."(This is true.He has told me many a times.) The man made me score really good marks in my 10th and 12th board exams. He deserves all my praise. He is still doing his good work of teaching students. He is good at what he does. He refers to a lot of books, works out problems while he is alone and sincerely does his job. He is paid really less than what he does. He does it with passion. I don't know what drives him. He is an unsung hero in my life. If I can do research, then a part of the credit would certainly go to him. If I can give the world something useful, then it would not have come without the work of this man. He is behind it , at least indirectly. I owe him a lot. His name is Mr. Rajasekar. There have been a lot of teachers in my life, but personally he understood my potential better.

Success doesn't come through the individual effort of a person, but through the sacrifices those are done in the form of help by others, directly or indirectly. Remember, when you're successful, you've got it because somebody else has made a sacrifice of something for the sake of your success at the other end.

-SATZ

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