About Me

Near and dear call me Baalu. In professional circles, I am Dr. Bala Nagendra Prasad.

I am a teacher of English. Neither I nor anybody thought I would become one. I credit my father, who groomed me to develop a bond with English, the lingua franca of our nation.

A post graduate in English Literature, I hold a Doctoral Degree. My passion towards teaching led me to pursue PGCTE and PGDTE from EFLU, Hyderabad.

I joined AITS Rajampet as an Assistant Professor in 2005. Recently, I am promoted to the position of the Head, Department of Humanities and Sciences. The journey has always been rewarding. 

I teach Technical English, English for Competitive Examinations, Technical Communication and Computer Ethics and Managerial Communication. Proud to say, I am instrumental in setting up English Language Communication Skills Laboratory on the campus. Also, I am acting as the Editor-in-chief of portrAITS, the newsletter of the college. I am also the Associate Editor of Literary Vibes, a Refereed International Journal in English Studies with ISSN 2320-6896. I write research papers and present papers on ELT, English literature in National and International conferences.

Reading has been a passion, and it has grown bigger thanks to electronic gadgets. Now, I can read any book I want. Plays, Novels, Stories, Blogs, Articles, Poetry, you name it, I am there. Admittedly, I forget most part of that I read. Poor memory, you know.

Technology fascinates me. I do not remember when and how I developed love for electronic devices. May be, a perk of being a teacher at an engineering institution. I read technology-related articles to know the latest developments in operating systems and mobile applications. I closely follow the newly-released mobile devices and become excited about the new features.

My wife is my support and strength. The happiest moment in my life is when my son walked into our dull lives. He is the prettiest and the most adorable kid I have ever seen. The most treasured gift from the Almighty I should say.

I believe time is precious; so I waste it wisely.

If you like me, raise your hands; if you don’t, raise your standards.

 

Man cannot survive except through his mind. He comes on earth unarmed. His brain is his only weapon. Animals obtain food by force. Man has no claws, no fangs, no horns, no great strength of muscle. He must plant his food or hunt it. To plant, he needs a process of thought. To hunt, he needs weapons, and to make weapons—a process of thought. From this simplest necessity to the highest religious abstraction, from the wheel to the skyscraper, everything we are and everything we have comes from a single attribute of man—the function of his reasoning mind.

But the mind is an attribute of the individual. There is no such thing as a collective brain. There is no such thing as a collective thought. An agreement reached by a group of men is only a compromise or an average drawn upon many individual thoughts. It is a secondary consequence. The primary act—the process of reason—must be performed by each man alone. We can divide a meal among many men. We cannot digest it in a collective stomach. No man can use his lungs to breathe for another man. No man can use his brain to think for another. All the functions of body and spirit are private. They cannot be shared or transferred.

We inherit the products of the thought of other men. We inherit the wheel. We make a cart. The cart becomes an automobile. The automobile becomes an airplane. But all through the process what we receive from others is only the end product of their thinking. The moving force is the creative faculty which takes this product as material, uses it and originates the next step. This creative faculty cannot be given or received, shared or borrowed. It belongs to single, individual man. That which it creates is the property of the creator. Men learn from one another. But all learning is only the exchange of material. No man can give another the capacity to think. Yet that capacity is our only means of survival. (Ayn Rand in The Fountain Head)