This Girl's Diary: My Teachers Day

September 5, 2013

My Teachers Day

Yes, I know. I have been away for some time. The truth is that nowadays I don't feel like writing. It is not like I have tons of work piled on my desk. As usual, I am juggling a few tasks but nothing that wont give me fifteen minutes every once in a while for some soul searching. But today was an altogether different experience. It is something that I have to capture in this blog.

5th September during my school days was a time when I had the opportunity to showcase my non-existent dancing skills. Back then Backstreet boys and N'Sync were the chart busters. I have lost count of how many dance items we showcased to the teen audience. Today 5th September acquired a new meaning in my life. Because today I finally crossed over to the other side.

"My Adorable Ma'am"

The day was a beautiful memory for me, one that I will talk about in the coming years. The students enthralled us with special performances. We had lots of singing and dancing. There was a point when one of the students sang a Raju Lama song and our Commerce Sir took to the stage. Pretty soon other teachers joined in as well and I was the only one left sitting. I did want to shake a leg or two myself, but being dressed in my traditional garb disallowed such indulgence. Towards the end of the programme, we were asked to pick a chit from a box. This was written on the one I picked - "Sing a song, Chura liya hai tumne jo dil ko". Singing in public is something I am least nervous about but here I was supposed to sing in front of my students! When it was finally my turn to get up on the stage, I managed to sing just fine and even sneaked in a few moves. To sum it up, I had a lovely time. Seeing students working hard to put up an entertaining show for us made us appreciate their efforts.

With the day coming to an end, I wish to thank all my teachers for making me the person I am today. Specifically, I would like to thank my greatest teacher, my father, for inculcating the values of kindness and sincerity in me. Your lessons will surely take me a long way down the road.

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We've shared a one sided relationship over the past few years. It began for us in 2003 when I started my first blog. A few years later I decided against it due to two chief reasons- I wasn't a regular and my writing credentials were best portrayed in my diaries. Somehow the idea of seeing my neat handwritten journals gave me a far greater sense of satisfaction than Microsoft word ever could. It seemed (and still does) to me a feat I achieved minus automatic spell checks and grammatical corrections; a very important one at that and one which I carry till date.

Back in the blog industry for a second time, this was supposed to be my secret haven. A much needed outlet to pour my deepest thoughts. Regrets I may have, anger I may want to unleash, opinions I may want to make and hidden feelings I might want to express. Things haven't exactly worked out according to plan. Strange as it may sound, I feel a constant fear of being judged according to my writings. As a result, these posts represent only a decent chunk of what I may have liked to say otherwise. I constantly keep you in mind. You may or may not know me but it does not stop me from getting paranoid nonetheless. So if you are here today hoping to know my deepest secrets, don't bother to read further. Technology can only get you this far.