#farewell speech in hindi

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Ratan Tata's Heartfelt Farewell: His Last Speech in Hindi!

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How to start a speech in Hindi | धमाकेदार भाषण की शुरुआत कैसे करे

How to start a speech in Hindi | धमाकेदार भाषण की शुरुआत कैसे करे

दोस्तो आपको किसी मूवी का ट्रेलर पसंद नहीं आया और बड़ा बोरिंग सा लग रहा है तो क्या आप उस मूवी को सिनेमा में देखने जायेंगे? नहीं जाएंगे. इसी तरह से स्पीच में भी ऑडियंस को अपने शुरुआती 40-50 सेकंड्स में प्रभावित नहीं कर पाए तो बहुत कठिन है कि ऑडियंस पूरी स्पीच के दौरान आपको ध्यान देगी. इसलिए आज हम बताएंगे कि “how to start a speech in hindi” वह भयानक क्षण है। आप को अभी मंच पर बुलाया गया है, आपके दर्शक…

[mulanxiaojie]

“Mulan” inadvertently reveals why it’s so difficult to create multicultural content with global appeal in 2020. It highlights the vast disconnect between Asian Americans in Hollywood and Chinese nationals in China, as well as the extent to which Hollywood fails to acknowledge the difference between their aesthetics, tastes and politics. It also underscores the limits of the American conversation on representation in a global world.

In conversations with several Asian-American creatives, Variety found that many feel caught between fighting against underrepresentation in Hollywood and being accidentally complicit in China’s authoritarian politics, with no easy answers for how to deal with the moral questions “Mulan” poses.

“When do we care about representation versus fundamental civil rights? This is not a simple question,” says Bing Chen, co-founder of Gold House, a collective that mobilizes the Asian American community to help diverse films, including “Mulan,” achieve opening weekend box office success via its #GoldOpen movement. “An impossible duality faces us. We absolutely acknowledge the terrible and unacceptable nature of what’s going on over there [in China] politically, but we also understand what’s at stake on the industry side.”

The film leaves the Asian American community at “the intersection of choosing between surface-level representation — faces that look like ours — versus values and other cultural nuances that don’t reflect ours,” says Lulu Wang, director of “The Farewell.”

In a business in which past box office success determines what future projects are bankrolled, those with their eyes squarely on the prize of increasing opportunities for Asian Americans say they feel a responsibility to support “Mulan” no matter what. That support is often very personal amid the industry’s close-knit community of Asian Americans, where people don’t want to tear down the hard work of peers and friends.

“‘Mulan’ is actually the first film where the Asian American community is really split,” says sociologist Nancy Wang Yuen, who examines racism in Hollywood. “For people who are more global and consume more global news, maybe they’re thinking, ‘We shouldn’t sell our soul in order to get affirmation from Hollywood.’ But we have this scarcity mentality.

“I felt like I couldn’t completely lambast ‘Mulan’ because I personally felt solidarity with the Asian American actors,” Yuen continues. “I wanted to see them do well. But at what cost?”

This scarcity mentality is particularly acute for Asian American actors, who find roles few and far between. Lulu Wang notes that many “have built their career on a film like ‘Mulan’ and other crossovers, because they might not speak the native language — Japanese, Chinese, Korean or Hindi — to actually do a role overseas, but there’s no role being written for them in America.”

Certainly, the actors in “Mulan,” who have seen major career breakthroughs tainted by the film’s political backlash, feel this acutely. “You have to understand the tough position that we are in here as the cast, and that Disney is in too,” says actor Chen Tang, who plays Mulan’s army buddy Yao.

There’s not much he can do except keep trying to nail the roles he lands in hopes of paving the way for others. “The more I can do great work, the more likely there’s going to be somebody like me [for kids to look at and say], ‘Maybe someday that could be me.’”

Part of the problem is that what’s happening in China feels very distant to Americans. “The Chinese-speaking market is impenetrable to people in the West; they don’t know what’s going on or what those people are saying,” says Daniel York Loh of British East Asians and South East Asians in Theatre and Screen (BEATS), a U.K. nonprofit seeking greater on-screen Asian representation.

Some of the disconnect is understandable: With information overload at home, it’s hard to muster the energy to care about faraway problems. But part of it is a broader failure to grasp the real lack of overlap between issues that matter to the mainland’s majority Han Chinese versus minority Chinese Americans. They may look similar, but they have been shaped in diametrically different political and social contexts.

“China’s nationalist pride is very different from the Asian American pride, which is one of overcoming racism and inequality. It’s hard for Chinese to relate to that,” Yuen says.

Beijing-born Wang points out she often has more in common with first-generation Muslim Americans, Jamaican Americans or other immigrants than with Chinese nationals who’ve always lived in China and never left.

If the “Mulan” debacle has taught us anything, in a world where we’re still too quick to equate “American” with “white,” it’s that “we definitely have to separate out the Asian American perspective from the Asian one,” says Wang. “We have to separate race, nationality and culture. We have to talk about these things separately. True representation is about capturing specificities.”

She ran up against the industry’s inability to make these distinctions while creating “The Farewell.” Americans felt it was a Chinese film because of its subtitles, Chinese cast and location, while Chinese producers considered it an American film because it wasn’t fully Chinese. The endeavor to simply tell a personal family story became a “political fight to claim a space that doesn’t yet exist.”

In the search for authentic storytelling, “the key is to lean into the in-betweenness,” she said. “More and more, people won’t fit into these neat boxes, so in-betweenness is exactly what we need.”

However, it may prove harder for Chinese Americans to carve out a space for their “in-betweenness” than for other minority groups, given China’s growing economic clout.

Notes author and writer-producer Charles Yu, whose latest novel about Asian representation in Hollywood, “Interior Chinatown,” is a National Book Award finalist, “As Asian Americans continue on what I feel is a little bit of an island over here, the world is changing over in Asia; in some ways the center of gravity is shifting over there and away from here, economically and culturally.”

With the Chinese film market set to surpass the US as the world’s largest this year, the question thus arises: “Will the cumulative impact of Asian American audiences be such a small drop in the bucket compared to the China market that it’ll just be overwhelmed, in terms of what gets made or financed?”

As with “Mulan,” more parochial, American conversations on race will inevitably run up against other global issues as U.S. studios continue to target China. Some say Asian American creators should be prepared to meet the challenge by broadening their outlook.

“Most people in this industry think, ‘I’d love for there to be Hollywood-China co-productions if it meant a job for me. I believe in free speech, and censorship is terrible, but it’s not my battle. I just want to get my pilot sold,’” says actor-producer Brian Yang (“Hawaii Five-0,” “Linsanity”), who’s worked for more than a decade between the two countries. “But the world’s getting smaller. Streamers make shows for the world now. For anyone that works in this business, it would behoove them to study and understand the challenges that are happening in and [among] other countries.”

Gold House’s Chen agrees. “We need to speak even more thoughtfully and try to understand how the world does not function as it does in our zip code,” he says. “We still have so much soft power coming from the U.S. What we say matters. This is not the problem and burden any of us as Asian Americans asked for, but this is on us, unfortunately. We just have to fight harder. And every step we take, we’re going to be right and we’re going to be wrong.”

[john-24]

10 UNCOMMONLY USED FILIPINO WORDS

Even we are used to be on a particular language there are words that are left behind or we don't usually use it on our every day life. So this article is about 10 Filipino words that we uncommonly used it.

1)ANTIPARA

English word: Eyeglasses

Meaning: An optical instrument or device that has one or more lenses and is designed to aid in the viewing of objects not readily seen.

Example: Ang antipara ay nakakatulong para sa mga taong hindi na malinaw ang paningin.

2) PANTABLAY

English word: Charger

Meaning: A device for charging storage batteries.

Example: Ang aking pantablay ay kulay puti.

3) PANG-ULONG HATINIG

English word: Headset

Meaning: A device that holds an earphone and a microphone in place on a person's head.

Example: Gumamit ka ng pang-ulong hatinig para mas marinig mo itong mabuti.

4) POOK-SAPOT

English word: Website

Meaning: A group of World Wide Web pages usually containing hyperlinks to each other and made available online by an individual, company, educational institution, government, or organization

Example: Makikita mo sa pook-sapot nato ang lahat ng mga gusto mong malaman.

5) MIKTINIG

English word: Microphone

Meaning: An instrument whereby sound waves are caused to generate or modulate an electric current usually for the purpose of transmitting or recording sound (such as speech or music)

Example: Gumamit ka ng miktinig para sa iyong kanta.

6) KATIPAN

English word: Romantic Partner

Meaning: A person with whom one shares an intimate relationship and show's consisting of or resembling a romance

Example: Mahal na mahal ko ang aking katipan.

7) PAHIMAKAS

English word: Last Farewell

Meaning: To express good wishes on parting.

Example: Nag handa kami ng mga makakain para sa pahimakas ng akong ina.

8) ALIMUSOM

English word: Scent

Meaning: A distinctive smell

Example: Ang iyong alimusom ay nakakabighani.

9) GAT

English word: Sir

Meaning: used as a usually respectful form of address

Example: Gat pwede po bang mag tanung?

10) BADHI

Meaning: The lines on the palm of a human hands.

Example: Mababasa daw sa ating badhi ang ating mga kapalaran.

[keshyre]

at 3pm today, chel diokno spoke to the raya faculty about patriotism, democracy and our role in forming a “national conscience.” he talked about patriotism in the verb-sense: a conscious, deliberate vigilance, the act of protecting our democracy, exercising our democratic rights, defending our democratic institutions. he talked about the vital role educators play in shaping the youth to be critical thinkers. 

i had the chance to ask a question - so i asked the question that has been burning me up inside since day 1 of 50 something and counting of this quarantine - how do you overcome the intense feeling of powerlessness we have all had to endure a) since the start of this administration and b) since the onslaught of this global pandemic?

chel talked about martial law, the feeling of powerlessness when his father was arrested. he talked about the same feeling of powerlessness when EJKs started - that sinking, awful - is this really happening again didn’t we learn from our recent past- feeling i’ve become all too familiar with too. and he said, there is nothing to do but to overcome it. because we must. for our country, its people, its youth. we cannot let ourselves be taken in by feelings of powerlessness. we fight when and where we can. 

at 5pm, i finally had time to check twitter and i saw that news had broken about the cease and desist order on ABS-CBN. i couldn’t believe it - they wouldn’t, there was just no way - 

at 8pm, i watched as ABS-CBN anchors gave their farewell speeches, so empowering and sobering all at once: Nangangako kami sa inyo, hindi kami mananahimik sa pag-atakeng ito sa ating demokrasya at sa malayang pamamahayag. they played the lupang hinirang, waved the Philippine flag on air - i cried, of course - before displaying a final screen declaring that they were signing off - and then, silence.

we cannot let ourselves be taken in by feelings of powerlessness. 

i am running out of fingers now to count the times i have felt this way, but let me try anyway. the 2016 elections. mayor dapat ang mauna. marcos’ burial in libingan ng mga bayani. kian’s death. that incident outside the us embassy. the fishermen at reed bank. my entire stint in the marikina lgu. the 2019 senate elections. i could go on. ang dami na. but we persist, we fight on - right? 

a friend messaged me just a few seconds after the screen went black: nakakapagod na magalit. mas madali atang madala sa kawalan ng pag-asa. i knew exactly what she meant, the fine line between the bursting dam of anger and the calm still of hopelessness, how carefully we straddle both. it is an out of body experience: knowing how full of anger you truly are, so full you could almost feel yourself break, but also watching yourself from the outside looking in, contemplating - huh, so this is how history is made. this is what it’s like to live in the pages of your textbooks - this is what’s like to watch democracy die - with a cold, tired indifference.

and then at 10pm the questions came. 

they really only started coming because i swore on social media - which is taboo for my students who only know me as their teacher - prim, proper, teacher kat. but each message chastising my putangina came with question after question. ano ang nangyayari? bakit? paano na pamilya ko? paano na pamilya ng iba? ano ang pwede kong gawin? gusto ko magsalita, pero natatakot pa ako - paano ba lumaban? 

hope springs eternal.

there is nothing new or historical about a feeling of powerlessness. it speaks of my privilege that i can pinpoint the days when i have felt it, that i even have moments of hope to compare them to. it also speaks to the damage this pandemic has caused on my psyche because in normal circumstances, i can fight it. on any normal day, i might have soldiered on.

but it is worth it, too, to sit in the feeling and remember why we fight. to see the black screen, hear the silence, and remember - 

there is nothing to do but to fight it. because there is hope. 

i know it because i see it in these kids so full of hope and love and compassion, with their brilliant questions and huge hearts. there is hope because i know and they know that that are deserving of so, so much better than this.

we cannot let ourselves be taken in by feelings of powerlessness. we fight when and where we can. because we must. 

so we do what we can, and we do what we must.

we write overly dramatic blog entries to get the feelings out of the way. we get some sleep, let our tired hearts rest. 

and then we get up again, and we get to work. 

[sanskartut]

Best Farewell Poems in Hindi

Best Farewell Poems in Hindi

Best Farewell Poems in Hindi (1) Farewell Poems in Hindi for School Students school farewell poems in hindi वो पल जो यारों के साथ बिताए थे,अब आंखों में बंद याद बन जाएंगे,ना जाने अब कहां फिर मुलाकात होगी,देर सवेर कब बात होगी। कमीने तो बहुत है मेरे यार,पर मुश्किल में साथ होते है मेरे यार,अब आएगी मुसीबत कोई तो किसे बताऊंगा,ये जिंदगी की उलझन कैसे सुलझाऊंगा। अब टीचर के नए-नए नाम कैसे रख…

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Are you looking for tips on how to write a good farewell speech for your seniors or students, you must visit TodaysEra.

[bobbieinfiji]

November 1, 2019

So little time has passed and yet so much has happened!

Above all I have sworn in and am officially, as of yesterday, a Peace Corps Volunteer. Secondly I have just arrived in Nadroga Province, in the village I will call home for the next two years.

The beauty is overwhelming. When preparing to come to Fiji I spent a lot of time explaining to people that ‘no I would not be on a resort relaxing for two years, Fiji is a diverse country with many landscapes...it is unrealistic to think I will be sitting on a white sand beach under a palm tree with turquoise waters stretching in front of me.’ And here I am eating my words because it turns out that is exactly what I will be doing. The village is nestled between three resorts on a stretch of coast known through out the pacific region for its beauty. I keep pinching myself to see if it is real. The Peace Corps is supposed to be “the hardest job you’ll ever love” but how difficult can life get if you can end the day with a view like that. I can’t believe my good fortune and am brimming, bursting, overflowing with excitement to become a part of this village.

There was a small change of plans regarding my housing, in that the village still needs to do a few renovations to my future home, so I will be staying with two women in the village until the repairs are complete. Though initially disappointed to delay nesting into my house, I feel really lucky to have such an instant connection into village life. Especially since they are both women close to my age, their friendship and support will be invaluable when it comes to integrating successfully. Basically it’s going to be ladies night every night! Another plus is I can have a bit of a hand in some of the decisions regarding my house (re: paint color [pink, obv]).

The past few weeks have been a blur of trainings, goodbyes, feasts, dancing, grog circles, and being completely loved on by our host villages. It’s amazing the amount of comfort we gained by the end of the two months. The village really started to feel like home and the language started to feel like second nature (the small things at least). It is one of those times where you feel as though right when you get the hang of things you have to leave. It’s a good reminder to not get discouraged in the beginning here since took two entire months to feel at home even with the help of a host family, structured days, and a big group of Americans near by.

After tearful goodbyes (honestly, there was not a dry eye to be found. The beautiful farewell songs sung constantly was no help in that regard), we all headed to an ecolodge for a weekend to decompress and have some reflection time to process the intense experience we had all just gone through together. It really felt special that Peace Corps budgeted that time in before the mad dash of swear in week and departing for our sites. It truly made a huge difference. Plus, who can complain about being on the beach in Fiji for the weekend?

After reflecting and recharging the group headed to Fiji’s capital city, Suva, for a week of preparing to leave for site. For some volunteers leaving for outer islands this was their only chance to buy everything for their future homes until the next time they would have access to stores— which may not come for another few months at least. Again my housing situation proved to be a positive as I didn’t have to buy anything right away and will be able to see my house and know exactly what to buy before shopping. We also had the opportunity to meet counterparts from our future villages and start thinking about the next two years. Plus we all were able to finally let off a little steam, wear our American clothes, eat a more diverse diet, and go out on the town after two months of more rigid village rules and no drinking allowed. What I’m trying to say is we all were very excited, all over the place, and very tired.

The week ended with our swearing in ceremony. All of our host villages came to Suva to support us. Each village had clothing made from the same material, so when you looked out at the audience you could see exactly who was from what village depending on the kalavata. It was a truly special occasion that was marked by not only swearing of oaths but also the (questionable) dancing of a traditional meke and speeches made in both iTaukei and Hindi by the new volunteers. Afterwards, we all went out on the town to celebrate and cherish each other’s company one last time before we were spread all over the country.

So now completely exhausted and a little hung over, we have said more tearful goodbyes and I find myself here, in the place where it’s all going to happen.

What I’ve found, is the beginning of the Peace Corps is full of goodbye. First you leave your friends and family at home. Then you are given a new family who takes care of you and guides you through all the new changes, who you then must leave as well. Then you finally leave a tightly knit cohort of people you have experienced so much change and culture shock and laughter and diarrhea with to find yourself alone again starting afresh. The intensity surrounding the circumstances of the friendships makes them feel so much deeper than what correlates with the time you have spent together. It makes me fear the end of the two years and the difficultly of the goodbyes awaiting me there. But thankfully those tears are far away and here I stand at the brink of something so new and so full of possibility. I can’t help but feel like one of the luckiest.

[namelesshuman13]

OK so I am helping write this boring farewell speech for a teacher and like the person I am writing it with send me another boring farewell speech a friend wrote for another teacher to see the pattern. And that person who I am writing my speech with also sent some examples from the net. And then I told her and I am copy pasting this shit “I am bad at reading boring shit like this. I legit didn't even read the one *the friend* wrote” while legit writing another version of the same boring shit for another teacher.

Btw while copy pasting I translated the second sentence from hindi to English and obviously censored the friend's name so not the the exact words but you get my point

The problem with being ADHD and having trouble reading long, rambling sentences and paragraphs that go on and on is that having ADHD makes you more likely to write in long, rambling sentences and paragraphs that go on and on do you see the problem I am encountering

[born2battle]

Specialisation Training in LGSC at Deolali

     In the last week of May, I was given a fond farewell, both during the Bara Khana and in the Officers Mess before departure for Deolali. I felt happy to proceed for LGSC but also sad to leave the Jat Balwan family after a long association of five years. I availed annual leave for a month at Aurangabad enroute to Deolali. On 30 Jun 1976, I reported at the Reception Centre established at Deolali Railway Station. Transport was provided to move further to yet another grand Reception Centre set up in B Mess. Some other officers detailed for the same Course had also reached meanwhile. We were welcomed with refreshments & handed over the Information Brochure containing all the basic information to facilitate settling down. Bachelors were allotted two room suites in one Block, just adjacent to B Mess. Married officers were allotted family quarters in three dispersed locations. We were expected to settle down in the next three days. An invitation was also handed over for a social evening at Temple Hill Institute on Saturday, where we would be formally welcomed as Long Gunnery Staff Course Field 743. 

     On 05 Jul, we assembled in Sarvatra Hall for the Welcome Address by Brig Avatar Singh, the Commandant, School of Artillery. He began his speech by complimenting the entire Course ( total of 30 officers in a service bracket of 5 to 10 years ) for this great achievement of selection for LGSC. He advised us to devote greater efforts and focus on improving from Good to Excellent, with renewed quest for professional competence. Then, we moved to the Field Wing ( just across the Cadet Hill ), where we were addressed by Col D D Batra , the Chief Instructor, Field Wing. He emphasised that we must lay equal stress on the theoretical & the practical aspects while learning about any weapon system. He explained the course structure in detail & issued the training calendar for next one year. Our training was to be conducted in five capsules in the following sequence :-

Basic Leg ( 2 months )   

Gunnery Leg ( 3 months )   

Survey Leg ( 2 months )   

Tactical Leg ( 3 months )  

Special Leg ( 2 months )   

       Basic Leg commenced in full swing, the very next day. We had guessed that it would not be as” Basic” as the name suggested. Three new subjects namely ---- Ballistics, Equipment & Ammunition, were bombarded at us daily. It was a challenge to understand the theories of Ballistics and trajectory computations. It was even more difficult to learn about the design and functions of all the components of each type of Gun of different calibre ( 75 mm, 100 mm, 105 mm, 122 mm,130 mm ) & Mortars of 120 & 160 mm calibre. The theories of design and effect of a variety of ammunition systems of the aforementioned type of Guns were equally complex, due to peculiar features of Shells & Fuzes, Cartridges & propellants etc. In addition to these intense sessions throughout the day, we had to carry out self study and prepare for giving lectures on three different topics, These were called TPs ( Teaching Practices ) and were assessed by a separate team of IGs. At the end of the Basic Leg, we appeared in Written & Practical tests. The results gave us a true feedback about how much we knew & how much we still needed to know.The realisation dawned that we had just touched the - Tip of an Iceberg !!! 

       We progressed into the Gunnery Leg, hoping that it would be easier comparatively!! The focus was on all critical aspects of technical Gunnery, in case of all type of weapon systems. It meant attaining higher levels of proficiency in standard of shooting from OP end & accurate response after quick deployment & firing from the Gun end. This was practised during Course shootings in Deolali Ranges, both by day and night.We were also taught the practical aspects of maintenance of all equipment. It was really enjoyable stage of learning, as we built up our confidence gradually, from 75/24 Pack Howitzers to 130 mm Medium Guns. We had to give three lectures again on different topics in the form of TPs, which were assessed by a different team of IGs. It certainly developed our instructional ability. Incidentally, one of the TPs had to be in Hindi , being the language of instruction for teaching in the Regiment. We had to prepare for Group Projects as well. This task had to be done as a syndicate work in late evenings. Such meetings always ended up with a drive down upto the Railway station or Deolali market --- for refreshments, as per Gunners culture prevalent in Deolali. Finally, the Gunnery Leg ended with the Written & Practical assimilation tests. Incidentally, we could arrange few get togethers and trips to visit Shirdi & Trimbakeshwar in this period. 

       In Dec, we proceeded for the much awaited educational tour for a duration of two weeks. The aim of this Tour was to acquaint us with the production facilities for Artillery equipment , sub systems and manufacture of ammunition by the Ordnance Factories.  We were privileged to travel by a reserved compartment which  was attached to various trains, in accordance with the schedule of visits. At the halts, we stayed in the compartment itself, which was placed on the railway siding. We visited Pune, Ambernath, Bangalore, Jabalpur, Kanpur & Dehradun. It was an enriching experience indeed for all of us, including the IGs who accompanied during the Tour. It also strengthened our Course spirit. We returned fully rejuvenated to progress from “ known to unknown”.

       Survey Leg commenced in the New Year. We had to learn the basic concepts of Surveillance & Target Acquisition, the special equipment employed & the relevant procedures. Several exercises were conducted to practice setting up a grid and establishing link up between the OP & Gun end. The accuracy of the procedures was tested during Course shootings in Deolali ranges, having a total area of 30 x 10 km. Simultaneously, Exercise TOPCHI was conducted as a demonstration of fire power, to be witnessed by the officers of Defence Services Staff College. Our Course was also integrated in this annual event, which proved to be useful in the long run. Each of us was again assessed for yet another TP during the Survey Leg. In the end, the usual written & practical tests were conducted. 

       Tactical Leg began in Mar, in the Tactical Wing located adjacent to HQ, School of Artillery.This was conducted with total focus on tactical employment of Artillery, both in defensive & offensive operations. We were taught by senior instructors who had completed the command of their Regiments. Most of the instruction was through Sand Model Discussions    (SMDs ) depicting various terrain scenario. We had to evolve the plans by resorting to Syndicate work in the afternoon & submit the solutions by sunset. In addition, we were assigned Projects to summarise the contribution of Artillery in previous military campaigns. Fire planning was practised & tested in the Fire & Move Exercises in Deolali ranges. It enabled use of variety of ammunition ( High Explosive, Smoke, Illuminating, Rockets etc ). It was also interesting to learn about the staff work required at the level of Brigade/ Division/ Corps. In the end, we were tested by giving us a tactical scenario , for which we had to write an elaborate tactical appreciation & evolve an Artillery plan. This Leg really expanded our tactical horizon, in a short span of three months.

       Around mid Jun, just when I had completed 6 years of service, a team of Staff officers from MS Branch of Artillery Directorate visited School of Artillery. They announced our posting orders to be executed after completion of the Course in end of Jul. It was not much of a surprise since we had a general idea about our performance which was the basis for planning our postings. Most of the officers were to proceed back to their respective Regiments, while seven of us were to be retained in School of Artillery. I felt really privileged to be in this list of top performers, selected to continue their innings at the “ Home of the Gunners”. 

      Normally, the tempo of studies declines after receipt of the Posting Orders but this did not happen in our Course. We moved back to Field Wing with renewed enthusiasm and set about learning about special equipment such as 105 mm Abbot, 160 mm Tampella Mortar, 7.2 inch Gun & GRAD BM 21. Each of these equipment & associated sub systems and ammunition was unique. This was experienced during the practice firings , which was absolutely impressive. We were also informed about new equipment / ammunition which was under development or undergoing trials. The Special Leg ended on a special note of euphoria. 

        Soon, the last fortnight of the Course began. We had to put up a Variety Entertainment Program in the last week. All officers & families decided to participate & get on the stage to display their hidden talents. It was an occasion which I would never miss. So, I too joined the Qawali group & also gave a duet for the first time. It was an impressive show which was well appreciated. 

        Next day, the Chief Instructor announced the final results.He interviewed each of us and apprised us about our performance including the instructional ability. I received a special pat on the back for topping the Course & obtaining ‘Alpha X- Ray grading’ ( above 70% score ). He expressed confidence that I will prove to be an asset as an IG in the Field Wing. 

The farewell functions began with the formal dining out from the Field Wing at the Temple Hill Institute. On the next day, there was a farewell from “ A” Mess being the oldest Officers Mess in the Campus. This was a formal farewell from the entire School of Artillery with the band playing the farewell tune “Auld Lang Syne”. On 01 Aug 1977 (which coincided with the Raising Day of the Jat Balwans ), we assembled on the final day, for the final time, for the final ceremony, in Sarvatra Hall. This was the traditional ‘IG Band’ ceremony. We were privileged to be awarded the coveted red band known as the ‘IG Band,’ which had to be worn on the Peak Cap, as a symbol of distinction. What a transformation, as hereafter, we would be respected as a part of an elite “Band of Brothers” - the IG fraternity. 

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Valedictory

Valedictory

(adj) serving as a farewell. “a valedictory wave”

(noun) a farewell address. “this book of memoirs reads like his valedictory”

Valedictory meaning in Hindi (English to Hindi meaning)

प्रस्थान के समय का स्वस्तिवाद, विदाई भाषण, बिदाई का वचन, विदा का वचन, आशीर्वादात्मक, स्वस्तिवाचनिक, विदाई भाषण संबंधी, विदाई का, विदा का, बिदाई का

Valedictory in a sentence (word usage in recent Hindu newspaper)

Ratan Tata may attend RSS event next month, The RSS may host industrialist Ratan Tata as the chief guest for the valedictory function of its annual three-year Sangh Shiksha Varga …

‘Skill education must for women empowerment’, Addressing the gathering during the valedictory function of dress designing batch here at RUDSET today, the District Guidance Counsellor and …

The New Indian Express wins ‘Best Reporting’ award at ICFFK, All India Radio won the award for ‘Best Broadcasting’. … during the ICFFK valedictory function in Thiruvananthapuram on Thursday.

Summer School Olympiad-2019 concludes, … sponsored scheme ‘Khelo India- Sports for Peace and Development … guest at the valedictory function of the mega sports event organized …

Thiruvananthapuram: Children bid adieu to ICFFK 2019, … the valedictory of the second edition of ICFFK (Photo: BP Deepu/EPS) … She also said that the production of films for children is less in India …

Mnemonic trick to remember the meaning of Valedictory

vale= be well (as in goodbye take care)+ dictory= words, so farewell speech

Valedictory pronunciation

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Top 5 Farewell speech in hindi (विदाई भाषण)

Top 5 Farewell speech in hindi (विदाई भाषण)

Farewell speech in Hindi (vidaee bhaashan):विदाई भाषण किसी अन्य को लेने के लिए नौकरी छोड़ते समय अक्सर उम्मीद की जाती है और छोड़ने वाले व्यक्ति द्वारा या किसी सहकर्मी द्वारा छोड़ने वाले व्यक्ति को दिया जाता है.हम कुछ प्रकार के भाषण देते हैं। आप विदाई पार्टी में भाषण देने के लिए अपनी आवश्यकता और आवश्यकता के अनुसार स्कूल में छात्रों के लिए दिए गए विदाई भाषणों में से किसी का भी चयन कर सकते हैं।

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A Wholesome Two-week Journey at Oro Pahulayan

by Jasimah Gutoc

Being assigned for immersion in a government-funded institution brings out a lot of expectations. Not only that, but it also piques out on your curiosity. Read the literary reportage below as I concisely recall our two-week immersion at the Oro Pahulayan Shelter in Barangay Lumbia.

            On the twentieth of January, we rode on Bro’s spacious, black, Starex van as we went to Barangay Lumbia for our work immersion. In order to avoid the usual morning traffic in Uptown, we chose to travel down the road of Barangay Taguanao. As we were on our way to our assigned centers, we listened to some old 1980s to 1990s songs that we would often hear and remind us of our fathers’ playlist. At that moment, we did not know that a new wholesome journey and a new whole group of significant people were waiting upon us there in the center who would forever change our hearts.

            Together with Vicky, Pierce, Jadine, Cedrick, and Redondo, we were assigned to immerse ourselves at Oro Pahulayan. It was a center intended for abandoned and rescued people that were mostly on their old ages already. Upon arriving at the place, we were shocked with what we have seen. “Mao na ni?” my group mate said. Contrary to our expectations, the center was not even a two-storey building as compared to other government centers and agencies. It was an old, abandoned, rectangle-sized classroom that was made of bricks and was painted with green on the outside. The place was surrounded with numerous tall trees and scattered dried leaves were all over the ground.

           Minutes after roaming around the center, we went to take a look inside our clients’ room. As soon as we entered their premises, we were met with the strong urine-like scent. Half of the walls were newly painted with white, while the other half almost looked like brown that may be due to the accumulated dirt over the past few months. After looking around their room, we introduced ourselves one by one. Some of them did not bother to listen while some, on the other hand, warmly welcomed us in. We then exchanged conversations with them by asking them about their previous lives and how they got there.

           “Aha mo gaskwela gang?” a nanay asked.

           “Corpus Macasandig nay” I answered.

           “Ahh mao ba? Katong first batch kay sa Pueblo man gikan noh?”

           This nanay had Parkinson’s disease since five years ago and was brought to the center last October, 2019. Despite of being new to the center, she really knows her fellow clients very well. She could even clearly remember the names and faces of the previous immersionists before us.

           After our ocular inspection, we then sat outside under a nipa hut. We then expressed our sentiments about the challenges we knew we would be facing. “Lisod kayo magpa-activities sa ilaha bai, dili gastorya ang uban” a group mate of mine said. We were deeply worried that we would be unsuccessful in building meaningful relationships with them given that most of them were mentally challenged. Since it was our first day and we have not prepared anything yet, we just assisted the social workers in preparing and serving their lunch. The group has discovered that most of the foods there were either canned or instant. A nanay even told us that there are times where they would eat instant noodles for 3 meals in one day.

           Seeing how shaky the hands of nanay with Parkinson’s disease were, I went near and assisted her in eating. While I was spoon feeding her, we exchanged our full names and asked each other questions about school and family.

           Ingani unta akong mga apo” she said as she began to tear up. It turns out that her daughter, together with her grandchildren, left her all alone in their house as they started to face difficulties with looking after her.

           “Nay, naa kay ginainom na tambal?”

           “Oo, naa man pero wala pa niabot kay nadelay man daw ang budget”

           More than a week has already passed since the last time she drank her medicine. It was from her that I knew that every New Year, the government’s services gets delayed due to unfinalized budget plans.

           On the following day, we initiated a daily morning stretching. Knowing that they are already unable to perform zumba, we opted for basic stretching exercises accompanied with some old cheerful Filipino music. Moreover, we brought some cleaning supplies with us. Our group decided to scrub their brown, muddy, dusty floor using some detergent powder and brushes. As we did this the whole morning, the changes were really evident. The floor literally brightened and went from red muddy color to a greyish one. The room started to smell better as we also mopped it right after with Downy fabric conditioner.

           Challenge arises as we have to come up with activities for them that are simple and doable in sitting. With intense brainstorming among the group, we thought of doing bingo and word search. We did this by partner wherein every client with eye problems was assisted by an immersionist. Aside from activities, we have also prepared them some afternoon snack. In Oro Pahulayan, most of the food is cooked using wood fires which posed as a great challenge as we got used to cooking at stoves in our home. Thankfully, Redondo and Cedrick are skilful enough with what we called the traditional way. We then shared our excess champorado to the children from the Boys’ town.

           As days went by, we got to be closer with the nanays and tatays. Our daily morning stretches have become more enjoyable as more clients started to join. To make it more meaningful for them, we asked each one of them about their favorite songs and singers. We played it on loud speakers and they got truly excited and even happily sang along with the songs.

           There was this one tatay who was mentally challenged and becomes violent at times. We asked him his favorite singer and he answered, “Victor Wood.” The day following after that, we played some of Victor Wood’s songs and asked tatay if he knows it. He said, “Hindi, hindi ko alam yan.” But as we tried to observe him the whole time we are playing the songs, we saw that he was singing along and that he still even memorizes the lyrics. “Eh tay alam mo naman pala sus”, I said, then he gave me a teasing smirk.

           Aside from cleaning, playing games, morning stretching, afternoon snacks and listening to music, we also made them watch World War Z. We have borrowed this little yellow projector from a friend bought from Shopee and used it for movie viewing. The elders were amazed as it was their first time seeing such thing. Being thriller and action fanatics, the tatays were deeply engaged on to the movie whereas the nanays were mesmerized by Brad Pitt’s presence in the movie. “Si Brad Pitt na diba? Gwapo kaayo” a nanay said.

           Just like any other event and program, we ended our two-week immersion with a culminating program. Since we have learned about how they frequently eat processed and instant foods, we bought them freshly-cooked meals from Panchic such as lumpia, chopsuey, sweet n’ sour fillet, and fried chicken. Some nanays and tatays, who were not used to seeing and eating those, were thrown off guard and even returned some of the foods. While some got excited as it took them a very long time since the last moment they were able to each such decent food.

           As we delivered our farewell speeches to them, tears started to fall.

           “Salamat kaayo sa tanan ha, tungod sainyoha kay nabawas among pagka-homesick sa among mga pamilya” one client said.

           We exchanged hugs and cries as we said good bye to each one of them.

           “Balik lang mo ha?” another client added as we finally leave their room. At that moment, our two-week journey has finally came to a bittersweet end.