Love can!
Yes! I believe love can. It can transform a cruel countenance into
a benign one; it can bring a smile to the lips that have forgotten to express
joy; it can bring a tear to the eyes that have decided to be dry always. And it
can give your life back when you are afraid to take any decision. It can help
you lift up your status in life making a revolution!
Yeah! Certainly, I’m not a pro at psychology or it's related &
I don’t know any studies or survey that can prove this to you. All I know
is," it's true" & I have experienced it in my life.
Ms.Anusha stood in front of her fifth-grade class on the very
first day of the school & told the children a damn lie! Like most teachers,
she looked at her pupils & said that she loved them all the same, &
that she would treat them alike.
And she was not that cautious to keep her lie revealed, because
the very next moment she made Krish who seemed to be awkward to sit on the back
bench who was right in front of her, slumped in his seat in the second row,
because Krish wore unkempt clothes & wouldn’t play with other children
‘cause he was a sullen little boy, no one else seemed to enjoy his company
either.
Ms.Anusha when reviewing each
child’s record pushed Krish’s to the last. But when she happened to open his
file, she was surprised by what she found.
His first-grade teacher had written-“Krish is a bright inquisitive
child with regular laughter."
His second-grade teacher had penned-“Krish is an excellent
student, well liked by all his classmates, but is troubled because his mother
has a terminal illness & life at home must be a struggle."
His third-grade teacher had noted-“Krish continues to work hard,
but his mother’s death has been hard on him."
His fourth-grade teacher commented-“Krish is withdrawn &
doesn’t show much interest in school. He doesn’t have many friends & often
falls asleep in class. He is tardy & could pose a problem."
That year on teacher’s day, Ms.Anusha’s children bought her
a present wrapped in brightly coloured paper tied with beautiful
ribbons.Krish’s alone was clumsily wrapped in heavy brown paper from a grocery
bag. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet
with some of the stones missing, & a bottle that was only quarter filled
with cologne.
She stifled the children’s laughter by exclaiming how pretty the
bracelet was & put it on; she also dabbed some of the perfume behind her
wrist. That day, after the class,Krish stayed in the class just long enough to
say,” Ms Anusha, today you smelled just like my mom used to”.
That very day, Ms Anusha decided to work with Krish.
As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she
encouraged him, faster he responded. By the end of the
year, he had become one of the highest
achieving children in the class &, well, he had also somewhat become the
‘Pet” of the teacher who had once vowed to love all her children exactly the
same.
A year later, she found a note under her door from Krish, telling
her that of all the teachers he’d had in the elementary school, she was his
favourite. Eleven years later, another letter came. The letter explained that
she was still his favourite teacher, but that now his name was not just Krish.
It’s Ram Krish Gupta M.D.,
Yeah!...Love
can!...
& If love cannot, nothing else can!!
I heartily dedicate this post to my grade twelve botany teacher,
Ms.Bakyalakshmi.
With smiles...
(Investing myself completely in the art of living)
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