To my dreams
It is to you my dear dreams that is leaving the college campus. Few days before, i bade good bye to graduate students for the 26th time in my life as a teacher. It is almost the same episode, every time played by different group. Most of the time students don't know who loves them the most, who takes them seriously and who does not. That was true with me too when I was a like them. Of course life will teach them who stands by them at testing time. I am always reminded of the story told my my hind teacher when I was in 8th standard. It was about a goat that did hate its owner and went out in search of freedom. One day it broke open gate and ran away. For a moment it felt on the top of the world. But soon its happiness started fading out. It was caught by person who appeared to be very nice and kind. Soon it realised that it fell into the hands of a 'butcher'. When it was about to be beheaded it was spotted by the owner and was taken back. These young fellows never understand...