"Why don't you join the special training classes to teach?" the principal asked Vicky, "I do want to join, sir," Vicky replied humbly. "Let's talk to the director, " he suggested. "May I come in?" Vicky knocked at the door, and the director allowed him to enter. "Sir, kindly consider me for the new session to teach the special classes?" Vicky requested the director to consider him. The director already knew Vicky's feedback from the classes where., accepted his request and desired to see Vicky's name in the most demanded tutor in the institution. After a few weeks, Vicky was assigned an Engineering class to teach. It was not a problematic class but its attitude was very nonchalant. Vicky knew how to tackle it. He got worksheets for the class to attempt every alternative day. Buy the end of session, just before a month, this class put its feedback and Vicky's joy no bounds to see the output. The class was very satisfied. On the side, there was a pre-medical class preparing fo
In the waves of curiosity, Vicky's boyhood desire appeared at last when his close school fellow Fenton Maxi rang and asked Vicky to pack his luggage as: "You're going to see me shortly."Fenton Maxi had been in Greece for almost ten years with his family of one boy Adam and wife Cora.Vicky had harbored enough a deep-seated longing to visit London since his sister denied him permission when he was just fourteen years old. The wish never died out. This unfulfilled desire had taken root in his heart, lingering for years.Despite his repeated attempts to realize his dream, he faced disappointment every time he mustered the courage to try again, leaving his aspiration perpetually unfulfilled.Time had its stronghold and Vicky had to strive after the death of his dear father. He couldn't not help to move anywhere else but keep on facing the challenges of life in his own homeland."Why don't you like to go abroad?' Jenifer asked Vicky.He made no answer.During this session, he had many disap
Professor Stephen Moor, the institution's head, sat behind his polished, wooden desk, his eyes narrowing slightly as Vicky entered. The afternoon sun cast its familiar, golden glow through the office window, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. Vicky's hesitant knock on the doorframe respectfully broke the silence. "May I come in?" he asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty but pleasant. Professor Moor gestured for Vicky to enter, his expression unreadable. As Vicky stepped inside, the professor's gaze swept over his nice suit, which included pointed shoes and a leather bag. "Welcome back, Vicky," he said, his tone a bit measured. "Though, I must inform you, your...long absence has consequences, gentleman." He paused, steepling his fingers. "Your position has been filled. We had to do that, you know. Students' studies and then exams." Vicky was not surprised much, as he knew that that would happen. Vicky discussed his plan and the professor guided him well. After
"I think you should celebrate altogether this achievement with us. Why don't you come by my office in the tomorrow morning and we'll discuss the details? Once again I'd like to congratulations you, Ashely." her manager was so excited and wished to celebrate the news. "You have done a great job. I'm really proud of you. You've become a true asset in our team and company. Well done!"Ashley phoned Vicky and shared her jubilation and company's prospects. "You'll be excited to hear all about my efforts. Can we have a meeting this eveing somewhere together?" Ashely urged deeply. "Oh, no, I have to visit somewhere for two days. I have already engaged," Vicky excused her.Vicky was very excited and thrilled at his new job. He wished to impress his principal with his work. His coworkers were very sharp and experienced instructors. He prepared and delievered his first lecture confidently.After two weeks, Vicky had to go outstation to attend a spiritual gathering in the company of his friend.
"You look so gorgeous, sweetheart!", Vicky commented as he looked at Ashely. She looked back at him because she was walking to the corridor to meet her client. She had been working for a pharmaceutical company for three months. She was trying to complete her last semester at secondary high school."Hi, Vicky, where have you been?" Ashely asked Vicky. "I have been to a walk-in interview. I have recently applied for the job," Vicky replied eagerly. "Oh, I see," she did not comment. She looked back at her reflection in the tinted window pane and studied her facial looks that would warrant such an amazing comment that Vicky had just passed on her. She was beautiful, true, but Vicky was not interested in her. It was Ashely only who was making attempts to impress him with her cajolery before meeting with Jermy. Her manager, seeing the hesitation on her face, tried to know about her today's visits. He tried to coax her and made her speak. Ashely replied cautiously, "Only one client today,
Vicky finished his lecture and browsed W******p, where a post from the head office caught his attention. The message announced a new policy, which he quickly shared in his group chat. Leaving the institution, he headed home, unaware of the stir his share would cause.Later, while checking his phone, Vicky saw a news report shared by his worthy colleagues: a disturbing rape case in the city where the head office was located. Intrigued, he opened W******p to find his group chat flooded with passionate debates and shocking views on the policy post he had shared just hours ago.Vicky's eyes scanned the messages in his inbox, a growing sense of unease settling in. He quickly reopened the post shared by the head office and re-read it carefully. Alarm bells rang in his mind as he realized the discrepancy between the post's content and the video attached."Without hesitation, Vicky rushed to his W******p status, located the offending post, and deleted it. The video had conveyed a completely di
Vicky stood calmed outside Oakwood Vocational Institute's grand entrance, his pulse quickening with expectancy and reservation. Having made the bold decision to leave Newokland Institute behind, he was ready to embrace new challenges and opportunities for personal growth.As he stepped onto the campus, a surge of excitement coursed through him. Renowned for its pioneering approach to education and skill development, Oakwood Vocational Institute promised an unparalleled experience.Principal Thompson's warm smile welcomed Vicky, "We're thrilled to have you on board!" The cutting-edge facilities and vibrant student life left Vicky awestruck. His new colleagues greeted him with interest and warmth. Mrs. Jeans was very happy and over-excited.During his inaugural week, Vicky studied headfirst into the institute's distinctive culture, impressed by its emphasis on:1. Interdisciplinary learning2. Project-based skill acquisition3. Community servicesPrincipal Thompson summoned Vicky to his
"Don't speak negatively about yourself." These words always haunted Vicky, and he always tried to find some reasons to justify his quitting the institute. During his one-month notice, he appeared in an interview and got the opportunity to teach. He read these valuable words spoken by Bruce Lee on social media, He started pondering over the statement about how one could speak negatively about oneself. "A man has a physical body that needs energy to keep fit, and his brain needs thoughts to keep it sharp. Vicky thought, "Just as our bodies require nourishment to function optimally, our minds crave mental stimulation to stay active and healthy." He had very good company with his colleagues and chatted well on all issues, yet he still felt himself a lone wolf. He talked to his colleague Jennifer, "But what fuels our minds? Simply thinking is not enough." Jennifer said, "Thinking is a continuous process, but how do we train our brains to think constructively and positively, to cultiva