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CCE usually refers to Continuous Comprehensive Evaluation. It is a process of Assessment of children during academics as well non-academics. The approach of CCE has been done by State and later on by, Central Board of Secondary Education in India. CCE usually refers to Continuous Comprehensive Evaluation. It is a process of Assessment of children during academics as well non-academics. The approach of CCE has been done by State and later on by, Central Board of Secondary Education in India. Meaning of CCE The term Continuous and Comprehensive Evaluation consists of three important words. 1. Continuous The word continuous means evaluation is carried out throughout the academic session rather than only at the end of the year. It includes: Regular classroom observation Weekly and monthly assessments Class tests Assignments Projects Practical work Oral presentations Homework Group discussions Daily classroom participation Continuous evaluation helps teachers i...

  Christabel   is a long narrative ballad by   Samuel Taylor Coleridge , in two parts. The first part was reputedly written in 1797, and the second in 1800. Coleridge planned three additional parts, but these were never completed. Coleridge prepared for the first two parts to be published in the 1800 edition of   Lyrical Ballads , his collection of poems with   William Wordsworth , but left it out on Wordsworth's advice. The exclusion of the poem, coupled with his inability to finish it, left Coleridge in doubt about his poetical power. It was published in a pamphlet in 1816, alongside   Kubla Khan   and   The Pains of Sleep . Overview Author Samuel Taylor Coleridge Year Published 1816 Type Poem Genre Drama, Fantasy Perspective and Narrator The poem has a third-person omniscient speaker with brief sections written in first person. Tense The poem is in the past tense. About the Title Christabel is the name of on...

Role of   Different Corporations in Industrial Development There are various organizations which are supporting or associated with Industrial Development of Rajasthan. There are State organizations as well central organizations to assist Industrial Development of Rajasthan. State Organizations: Those organizations which mainly focused on the Rajasthan's Industrial Development.  Such as, RIICO(which we will discuss in this article), RFC(Full-form : Rajasthan Financial Corporation) and RAJSICO(Full-form : Rajasthan Small Industries Corporation), 'Khadi and Village Industries Board' and 'Handloom Development Corporation' . Central Organizations: Those organization who assist in the development of industries at the state-level.  Such as, SISI(Small Industries Service Institutes), IDBI(Industrial...

Tell me no more of thy love, papeeha, Wouldst thou recall to my heart, papeeha, Dreams of delight that are gone, When swift to my side came the feet of my lover With stars of the dusk and the dawn? I see the soft wings of the clouds on the river, And jewelled with raindrops the mango-leaves quiver, And tender boughs flower on the plain..... But what is their beauty to me, papeeha, Beauty of blossom and shower, papeeha, That brings not my lover again? Tell me no more of thy love, papeeha, Wouldst thou revive in my heart, papeeha Grief for the joy that is gone? I hear the bright peacock in glimmering woodlands Cry to its mate in the dawn; I hear the black koel's slow, tremulous wooing, And sweet in the gardens the calling and cooing Of passionate bulbul and dove.... But what is their music to me, papeeha Songs of their laughter and love, papeeha, To me, forsaken of love? -Sarojini Naidu

ONCE in the dream of a night I stood Lone in the light of a magical wood, Soul-deep in visions that poppy-like sprang; And spirits of Truth were the birds that sang, And spirits of Love were the stars that glowed, And spirits of Peace were the streams that flowed In that magical wood in the land of sleep. Lone in the light of that magical grove, I felt the stars of the spirits of Love Gather and gleam round my delicate youth, And I heard the song of the spirits of Truth; To quench my longing I bent me low By the streams of the spirits of Peace that flow In that magical wood in the land of sleep. - Sarojini Naidu

This is a noon for beggars with whining Voices, a noon for men who come from hills With parrots in a cage and fortune-cards, All stained with time, for brown Kurava girls With old eyes, who read palm in light singsong Voices, for bangle-sellers who spread On the cool black floor those red and green and blue Bangles, all covered with the dust of roads, Miles, grow cracks on the heels, so that when they Clambered up our porch, the noise was grating, Strange … This is a noon for strangers who part The window-drapes and peer in, their hot eyes Brimming with the sun, not seeing a thing in Shadowy rooms and turn away and look So yearningly at the brick-ledged well. This Is a noon for strangers with mistrust in Their eyes, dark, silent ones who rarely speak At all, so that when they speak, their voices Run wild, like jungle-voices. Yes, this is A noon for wild men, wild thoughts, wild love. To Be here, far away, is torture. Wild feet Stirring up the dust, this hot ...