In introspection of life
It's the glance that understands
The gray hairs screaming
It's not over yet
To wonder of the sacrifices
Those restless nights
Worrying if all's okay
Thought happiness
Will come later...
What is love then-
When you realise there is a lot to do before thinking of reaching your first destination
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What is sadness...
To be alone in a crowd
To be noone to anyone
To miss being useful
To be
To be
To be...-
The first step is most difficult, then you take a wobbling second and then you look back and realise I can do it
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The purpose of teaching is to create a world that is liveable and true
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Blessings from a retired teacher
When you teach
You are fortunate to be
A maker of generations.
Allah dropped into your hands
Countless brilliant stars
That will keep twinkling
From the light you gave them.
Every moment
You are remembered
With fond memories
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Tribute to all Teachers
In every step you take of care
The stern voice scolding
I realise I am sculpted
By your skillful hands
I learn, I unlearn, I learn
Till I am moulded
Your tired eyes
Your tired walk
At the end of day
You are valuable
Dear teacher always-
For All of you Teachers....
It's not easy if you know.
A teacher is kneaded
Into her being
keep growing
keep learning
Students will ignore
Students will maybe listen
Still Keep going,
Still keep creating
It's not easy if you know-
Teacher by destiny
I never really wanted to be one
But I was destined to be
I think because I was weak
Struggled to understand.
When I was gifted a class
At first sheer confusion
Then I saw myself
In each of those faces
I realised I know how it is
To be weak misunderstood
I picked myself up
And created a teacher in me.-