Gems Never Rust

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Life is composed of an interminable series of enigmatic events. These events sometimes unfurl themselves in a mystifying manner and at other times quite unpredictably. This mysterious unpredictability is what makes life a beautiful and colorful challenge. But life being a challenge is one thing and a person being equipped with befitting mechanism both physical and mental to tackle these challenges is another thing.

Every individual walking on earth, irrespective of his potential, is always in an immediate need of a guide, a teacher, a mentor, an inspiration to keep trudging on the surprising paths of life.

We may think that the guidance of a teacher is not mandatory to taste the nectar of success and one’s own intuitions coupled with steadfastness will lead him to his desired goals. But reality has altogether quite a different face. In the absence of proper guidance one gets stranded in the labyrinths of befuddlement. It reminds me of a famous Persian quote:

“Moulvi Hargiz Na Shud Maula E Room,

Ta Ghulaam E Shamas Tabreezi Na Shud.”

I find myself immensely fortunate that I was born from the womb of a mother who by profession was an inspirational teacher. Who from the days of my infancy till now held my hand tactfully and whose wonderful motivation made me walk in tandem with her inspirational strides.

As much she is my mother she also is my teacher. I always wanted and still want to replicate her every style in all walks of life: from the way she walks or talks, the way she teaches and guides or indulges in debates and steals the show and everything which for me is indescribable.

Right from the days when rationality started to dawn on me and an incipient line of moustaches appeared above my lips till now when I am myself a teacher, whenever I encounter a problem, I knock at her door and never return dissatisfied. I envy beyond description, the inexplicable qualities she has mastered over the years and the quantum of patience she exhibits while dealing with any problem or situation- academic, social or domestic.

They say “In Plato, Socrates lived once again”, my preoccupancy with my teacher catapults me into a state of possessiveness and keeps feeding my resolution of being a replicate copy of my teacher. I wish someday I will achieve what I so badly yearn for!

My beloved teacher: you being my mother, by no means is a reason to scribble this compilation of praises for you. Contrary to that, it is the feeling of euphoria that has enveloped me like a warm blanket on a cold night. I am happy that after serving the society for more than three decades your inspiring carrier is about to reach its successful culmination and you are officially superannuating from the service.

So, with this hope that retirement won’t cause your colors to fade away rather you will continue to serve as an inspiration for many more generations. I wish you a long, happy and healthy life. May Almighty shower his choicest blessings upon you, and may he bless your sojourn here and hereafter.

Happy retirement Maa!

Badee Uz Zaman.
Chatapora Pulwama

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