Teacher’s are the nation builders. Doctors, engineers, architects, bureaucrats, politicians homemakers, professors; do they come down on this earth from the heavens via parachute??? No!!! They are made by institutions: schools/ colleges/ universities. How elated, honoured one feels on Teacher’s Day i.e. 5th September, every year. The excitement students have. Toddlers in play school or the scholars in universities.

Well!! I have my experience, which I will narrate. Post superannuation, in the society, One is a role model. Your personality speaks. Albums or magazines, no-no the memories of the students, just need to roll back. And, what is this; even after ages, buried or resting in The Almighty’s lap. Comparison, overseas or borders, praise or abuse - a teacher lives on and on till eternity.

Alumni meeting, conference, workshop, wedding, funeral ceremony, a teacher is a hot live topic. Last week, I visited my institutions, Sophia School, St. Mary’s Convent, Government College, Ajmer for my book launch, ‘Srishti’. With open arms and hugs they welcomed me. Just today in the evening, I wore a pair of black shoes, like a school kid, my five-year old neighbour. She giggled, “Dadi, oh!! Aap mere jesse... ho!!