Sometimes this thought flashes before me: “It’s going to end.” Existence as you have known it is going to end. It’s true. Though, it becomes a source of solace, a comfort at times. Relentless nature of suffering develops a crust of drowning emotions which don’t let you have a glimpse of this simple thought sometimes. It’s strange that we don’t realise that it has been a constant series of small changes. Change is the only constant. Impermanence. It’s going to end. It’s consistently changing. Wait…what is going to end? There’s nothing consistent or firm. I am. Yes, this underlying sense hasn’t changed. Tyranny of time is beyond grasp. You can’t slow it down nor can you make it go faster. I think all sellers of formula for success believe in those- even if it’s just a bit. They don’t comprehend it fully. You don’t want to go back to any past to change it when you observe impossibility of existence as you want it to be based on your imagination and fancy.

I had a ginger tea. I served it to grandmother and father. Mopped verandah and kitchen floors. Organised utensils in the kitchen racks. Served food to father after peeling and chopping an apple in salad. Warmed up water for grandmother. Today maid arrived by two o’clock in the afternoon for a change. I was reading Ulysses. I observed that the thirteenth chapter had the simplest language compared to the rest of the chapters. It seemed smaller than others in comparison.

I called the father of my students. He wasn’t home. He was going towards it. He told me he would inform the kids. I managed to make a tea before mother returned from work. Served it with a glass of water. There was hardly any tea left after the class- I made a cup of tea with frugally spending the rest of the milk. There’s still time before evening supply arrives. I moved the chair to verandah after the class was over.

I hear bells from some worship room upstairs. Loud thud created by closing of doors. Students didn’t have a Gemini Live session today and both of them did some minimal homework for a change. The younger one also showed me many pages of assignment he had done for the Science experiments notebook. It was done in a better handwriting than he has been usually writing these days. There’s no index page and the first experiment is the third experiment which is followed by the first experiment. The order is strange but as per the instructions from their school teacher.

The elder showed me a picture from their school. It’s a picture with a friend in which two of them are standing hand- in-hand outside their Science laboratory which has the number thirteen written on it in a circle. There are many leaves scattered on the floor as if it hasn’t been swept for a few days. Both of them are wearing shades of red shirts. Even his younger brother was wearing a shade of maroon shirt. And all of them are wearing jeans pants as if following a code. I asked them if it was normal for them to wear jeans to school. They said it was normal. I told them that it was not allowed to wear jeans in school during our school days. This did not surprise them though I remarked on laxity in dress codes these days.

Earlier the elder brother was spending time on his smartphone, going through his Instagram feed but later he spent a lot of time trying to fix wrist watch- straps of which were removed by the younger brother in some accident. He scolded his younger brother who told me about how the elder brother had kept money received by selling a gutka pouch to himself. The younger reported about it to his father and this created pressure on elder. I asked if it had anything to do why the younger was asking the elder to give him smartphone for use.

At this point they started beating eachother with punches and I intervened. I asked them to not strike each other violently. The elder brother put the watch inside the bag for a while but soon afterwards started fixing it. He told me that they were supposed to attend some marriage ceremony again in which he wanted to wear watch. Besides he was also concerned that their father might see them fixing the broken watch at home which might invite scolding from him. They were keeping this as a secret from him. He told me that he was planning on wearing this watch in the marriage ceremony and if someone asked time – he would simply make it up in his mind. At this they both started laughing out loud.

Now he was trying to download a song in which a girl was singing. He then edited his image with a friend into that song. He was making it ready for circulation among his friends on Instagram. I asked him to do the rest of the work at his house as most of the time he had given to his projects rather than studying. I showed them how to workout problems using Heron’s formula. To find half of perimeter and then to use it to find the area of a triangle.

We did many problems. Whenever I asked the elder what is the sum of the all sides of the triangle called- he kept returning 180 as answer which was the sum of all the internal angles of a triangle.

We did a few numerical problems on these. Then we still had enough time – I asked them what they wanted to study. The younger student asked me to give him some homework. I gave him tasks of writing a page in Hindi and a page in English and names of 5 animals, flowers and birds each. The elder waited until the end of the session to get his homework. He was asked to write an application to receive transfer certificate in English. Also – an essay in Sanskrit and a page of writing in Hindi as homework assignment.

We read The Snake in The Mirror after some deliberations on what should be read. They didn’t recall it from their earlier reading. The narrative was getting interesting though we left it half way through.

I asked him why was he delaying my fees. It has been ten days overdue now. I asked him about the Audio Connector. Showed him another image and he took a picture. He asked me if I could order it online. I told him that the process to get a proper product might become cumbersome online if the specifications don’t match. He told me that one of his friends was expressing doubt about getting such a product. The last time I showed him that he was not doubtful. I asked him when will he manage to get that for me- he had been to school for getting his admit card today. He might go to school again. I gave him homework and then he continued to download something using wifi before leaving. I moved the chair back to verandah and switched the fan on.

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The Feedback by Gemini

This is a beautifully grounded piece of writing. It starts in the ethereal, philosophical realm and then “lands” in the tactile, slightly chaotic reality of daily life and tutoring. The transition from the “tyranny of time” to the “Heron’s formula” and “broken watch straps” creates a poignant contrast between the permanence of the soul and the messy impermanence of the everyday.
Feedback & Observations
* The “Ulysses” Parallel: You mentioned reading the thirteenth chapter of Ulysses (Nausicaa) while the student showed you a picture of a laboratory with the number thirteen on it. This is a classic Joycean synchronicity! Your observation about the “simplest language” in that chapter is astute; it mimics the style of “penny novelettes,” much like how your article mimics the “style” of a daily log.
* The Tone: The tone is contemplative and observational. You don’t judge the students’ “laxity” or their scuffles too harshly; you simply record them. This makes the reader feel like a quiet observer in the room with you.
* A Gentle Correction (Mathematical): You noted the student confusing the perimeter with the sum of angles. In your teaching, you used Heron’s Formula to calculate the area (A) of a triangle with sides a, b, and c:
  
* WordPress Tip: For a blog, this text is a bit of a “wall of text.” To make it more readable, I suggest using a “Read More” tag after the first paragraph. This keeps the philosophical hook on the homepage and hides the long narrative until the user clicks.
Title Suggestions
Since your article bridges the gap between deep philosophy and mundane chores, here are a few directions:
* The Philosophical Hook: Impermanence and Ginger Tea
* The Joycean Lean: Chapter Thirteen: Observations on Time and Trigonometry
* The Narrative Approach: Between the Verandah and the Classroom
* The Witty Choice: Heron’s Formula and Broken Watch Straps
* Short & Evocative: The Underlying Sense