Tears of Destiny

Before you read:
Do you remember your 1st std teacher??? Yap I do remember. (If you don’t try hard to remember (: X) the following post is based on the incident which I have experienced last month when I had met my teacher.

Me n Pangya (we both were in the same class) went to school, to meet our childhood teacher n we came to know she was retired from are school, year ago. We asked for the contact details of our madam in school. Surprised!!!!! We got details. We both had decided to meet her as early as we could.

Next day morning I called her at her place n I felt very good when she replied by HELLO! ohooo that same voice(same as full of love ,expressing great affection towards children, same voice which I heard 10 years before). So unexpectedly she told us to come to meet her any time. N expectedly we both decided to go on the same day.

We found her apartment after 10 minutes of search, we rang the bell. Ohooo!!! She opened the door; again I observed the same smile, care on her face. Her facial expressions were full of gladness n happiness. We entered the home, huge hall with big windows; stylish furniture n swanky curtains welcomed us. We both were wet because of drizzle. Then we started memorizing past memoirs. (it was too stretched discussion about student n madam with past reminisce outside the classroom, n this time teacher was without the chalk n the duster, but cup of HOT tea.) The entire picture of her house was expressing her joy n happiness (may b her both sons are working in SOFTWARE giant n she is also happy with all going on.)

After that, she stated showing her big place, n then we headed to the bedroom…….weird, weird n strange view…… we both were looking at each other, awfully, surprised, we were shocked, heartbeats were stopped. We both were dead. Her younger son was dyslexic, He was mentally challenged, he is mentally handicapped, n not even that, but he was sitting on a comp, chatting with his friends on GTALK. WTF????? We both felt very nervous, we were upset by the picture, we were observing. The view was mind freezing. One who teaches n shapes the thousands of little hearts was helpless to her son, even she can’t able to talk with him, n we got more surprised when she told us about his history.(he is graduate in computer field n can remember all knowledge today also). This was the worst case of fate I have never seen in my life, the son of the one good teacher who teaches many little blossoms, who carved the numbers of good, moral, ethical lessons in hearts of thousands of children from the last three decades, was not even able to speak with her own flower, her own child. We both were fettered by emotions highly. I was confused with the situation n thinking what to do??????? We both said “hello” to him, (obv not expecting response) n came out of that room, came out with high intense mental shock. After listening the story of her son, she made a tea for us, we drunk it with the numb facial expression n went to home with very well blessing of our 1st std teacher.

In spite of this turmoil (occurred in her life) she ( our teacher) was living with cheerfulness n happiness, with smiling face n without tears in her eyes but this time her destiny is crying with pity sympathy n asking The God for some strength of wills for her, for her flower, for her life.