I recently had the good fortune of visiting my Alma Mata, Jamia Hamdard, and then my children’s school, DPS Dwarka. During both of my visits, I observed and I felt something really wonderful.
When I went to Hamdard, I I was surrounded by all my teachers who many years ago taught us during our bachelors. As I sat with them, I realised we had all aged All of us have achieved something in life now, and most of my teachers are now professors.
It was a delight to be surrounded by all of them and to meet and greet each and every one of them. As I sat down and talked with them, I had only one feeling, a feeling of immense gratitude. So much of gratitude that I was literally bubbling with energy and getting goosebumps.
I felt so grateful that I had the opportunity to be taught by some of the brightest minds in the country. I felt so thankful for the effort and time and passion they put into teaching us and moulding us into what we are today.
Then a few days later, I went to my children’s PTM. And there, as I interacted with the teachers, and I saw them on an early Saturday morning, sitting well-prepared with their notes, remembering each and every child, his performance and capabilities and good and bad. With such tremendous energy and joy they were sharing. I even saw tears in the eyes of some of the teachers.
Once again, I felt so grateful to the teachers and for the love and passion that they put into moulding our children into human beings of substance. All this has been lingering in my mind, and I really wanted to say it out loud that we should all feel grateful every day for the hundreds of teachers who have worked hard, who are responsible for making us what we are today, and thank our stars every day to be able to go to institutes where we were able to be moulded and guided by such amazing teachers.
Thank you, God. Thank you so much for giving us these teachers who give up so much, so much of their own life and time to guide us and to make us. We should thank them every day. Thank you.