Memory: Teachers of my life

Scene 1:
Place: a room
Time: 01:00 AM in March
Situation: A teenager is reading some thing. In fact he is murmuring something. Near to him, a lady of age 40 is knitting a sweater. Lady is feeling sleepy and almost fighting to keep herself wake up. Suddenly a man of around 42, wake up and enters in the room. He asks to lady-
Man: still wake up??? He can read by his own now. You need not to stay awake with him.
Women: No. At this stage, he needs some motivation. He should know that we are with him. He should know that he is not reading for himself, every one is suffering with him. When he will see that everyone is sacrificing their sleep with him then only he can understand that he is doing something important. I am not much educated and I will not allow this thing to limit his dreams.
His father was speechless.
Later on in that exam, that kid got 81%.
This is a 14 year old scene. The kid in scene was me, lady was my mother. Today after considerable years, this story came to my mind after I got 1 sms at 7 am. Usually I hate to have any message or call at this much early but that day was different and so the message. The text was “happy teacher’s day sir, thanks 2 be my teacher, guide and a mentor”. Wao…that was a perfect start of a day. It was teacher’s day. And 1year ago I joined a collage for few months. This sms belongs to a student of that college. After reading message I was thinking about “teachers of my life” .then I called my ma and wish her. She was surprised that why I am wishing her but when I told her that she never taught me any big thing but always give knowledge of small things, then she was pleased. After that I was thinking of different peoples who came in my life in different ways and give me some important lesions. This is a small list considering the fact that I never feel that I have learned anything from anyone.
Without ant doubt my ma will top this list.
My mother read till 7th class only but it never came as an obstacle to our (me and my sister) carrier. She taught me lots of things. I do remember the days when she taught me how to check the time in a watch. I always got confuse between a minute needle and hour needle. Later on she taught me how to write a latter. These small learning among other things like prayer before sleeping, before lunch or dinner, never hurt anybody and that small things matters most in life became an integral part of my personality. She is my first and most important teacher.
My daddy is my, another teacher. I learn dedication to the job from him. He always said that if you are doing something give your best to it, don’t do anything just for the sake of doing. His passion for his work was admirable. He always told me that we didn’t have much knowledge to give you right guidance but you do whatever you like and I will give everything to make it possible.
Apart from my parents I met many people in my life that came in different relations but taught me a lot.
Kaushik, ankit and tushar: These 3 were my friends in m tech, which was turning point of my career and personality also. kaushik work on my confidence. When I entered in m tech degree I was a low confidence guy but he realized me, my true potential. He was the man of standard. “Follow you heart” and “do what you actually want to do” was few lines he taught me.
Ankit realized me an altogether different philosophy, a different world. He taught me how to be passionate 4 your work. He showed me glimpse of a world where people love their work. Their work is their only religion. He taught me that passion for work is more toxic then any liquor. “Concentrate on bigger picture” were his words for me.
Tushar told me the definition of standard in everything. He told me how to be straight forward in life. How to speak when others are keeping quit. He always chose to fight for underdogs. A biggest critic I have ever met. But this criticism work as negative motivation for me.
Smita was my friend during engg days. Then close friend at PG times later on friend-sister and a respectable girl in this essentially non respectable world. “Simple living high thinking” that’s what she taught me. She posses all the talent of this world but still had calm and composed character. I learn one important lesion from her that beauty lies in simplicity.
After coming to NSN I met 2 more people who make my life worth living; a friend vinay, who later became my best friend. He was a down to earth, god of humor guy. He taught me how to laugh on you. In all his jokes he was the central character. He taught me how to enjoy when people are cracking joke on you. One more thing which I learn from him was to “free your-self from all prejudices”. He was a guy with whom one can be himself. Many things which he knew about me, I never ever dared to tell anybody.
All these people came in different relations in my life but none of them was formally or informally my teacher but in NSN training I met Ramesh sir. For whom I have already dedicated a full page blog so I don’t think I should write more about him.
This discussion will never be completed without the introduction of Bhaskar Lakshkar sir; a senior then teacher then an elder brother like figure and always a motivator. Recently he cleared IAS. He was a guy who always motivates me. He belongs to some of those people who were there when I was having some dark time. He was a simple from outside but highly intensive from inside person. His grip over hindi language, his simplicity, down to earth nature, and his sparking and clear stand on every current issue made him my ideal. Sir, you are my ideal. I wanted to be like you.
PS: these were some people whom I admire and from whom I have learn very important lessions of life. Except bhaskar sir, all other people appear in chronological order in this blog so there is no priority.
These all are my teachers.
Happy Teachers Day to My Teachers.