An open letter to my best teacher...

 

Although I was very consistent in making bad results still I encountered the best teachers in the world.They have one thing in common that is a beautiful mind.Let me tell you my story of one of those beautiful minds.At that time I was a student of class10. I was very ill at that time accompanied with depression.In addition to that I had almost no preparation for board exams.At that time I met my tutor named Peauli(imaginary name).I cannot describe her characteristics in words.I always used to freak out due to my unfinished syllabus,she used to console me with her touching words.I was so sick at that phase of time that I had night mares and cannot sleep at night.I used to cry instead of sleeping and my younger sister used to console me saying that studying is not for crying apu.My Peauli maam whom I used to call Peauli apu helped in my study in a way which seems very easy for me.It seemed to me oasis in the desert.I used to be bullied in class but Peauli apu told me how to overcome those bullies.Her name seems heal for me still now.Let me mention her diligence towards me.Her father was so ill and went to India for treatment.At that time my exam was going on ,she still helped me in my studies and gave me time.She taught me various etiquettes.Her friendly smile touched my heart.I used to go to her house for studying when she cannot come to my house.She can alse tell when I was hungry by hearing my accent.She tried her level best to make my educational life enjoyable.I used to tell my secrets to her and she was the only consistent and attentive listener.I had no friends at that stage,she used to be my best friends.I like my Peauli apu very much and miss her as she is in abroad for pursuing her PHD.Stay blessed apu.