With my hands crossed I was
reclining on a chair. I was silent and thinking deeply. I was thinking with a
prayerful heart.
I was in the farewell meeting
where the juniors were bidding farewell to the seniors. The situation was
bursting with emotions. Everyone was speaking from the heart. The words from
the young hearts were replete with the deepest and the strongest of human
emotions. They were like live incandescent lamps which were an awesome feast
both to the soul and the heart. The sparkling tear drops of the departing
students were the finest signature of Love.
Their high emotions slowly and
slowly started melting me. I melted into a valley of deep thoughts. In my
thought I saw I have miles to go before I can say I am an ideal teacher. Each
word uttered by the departing students pushed me more and more to undertake a
rigorous self analysis. The more I thought, the more stable and self-controlled
I felt. I also felt a bit sad because I could have been better if I had known
that my students felt so deeply about me.
The evening gave me a new
understanding of human heart. I came out of the circumference of mundane profit
and loss and valued the brilliance of teenager emotions in a truly human
perspective.
I experienced a new dawn of goodness
in me. I beheld a rising sun spreading the light of self-righteousness. And I
heard a life-changing voice echoing in my inner-world that proclaimed, “Yes!
Let me be a teacher and not a preacher. Because....because.....a preacher
preaches but a teacher teaches by living the best ideas and the highest ideals
of humanity-in thoughts, words and deeds.”
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