Inspiration need not always be from great leaders it can come from anyone and from anywhere. For me my greatest inspiration was my Ad-guru. He never pampered me with praises nor did he fill my ears with flattery and the strangest thing is for a long time he was barely aware of my existence. My Ad-guru was a magician when it came to teaching, he could get the attention of those ‘to-hell-with-the-world’ back benchers and capture the imagination of those ‘nobody-knows-more-than-me’ nerds. He wielded his power over teaching with ease and I never realized how time could actually pass so quickly in his class, it was like a roller coaster ride as I sat amused in his every class. Every word that he spoke caught my imagination and the ease with which he flaunted his vast language really made me swell with pride that I actually had the good fortune to be tutored under him. He easily put to shame the other entire senior faculty who claimed to have “mastered” the art of teaching. One thing I learnt when it comes to teaching ,it does not matter how old you are what matters is how much you love what you’re teaching and how much you love your job and my Sir was a living example of it.
It became a challenge for me to get recognition from him I worked feverishly through the nights to get noticed by him. Finally after endless days of working he told me “Not Bad” for an ad I had made for an assignment and I felt I was just crowned and I beamed with silent pride.
I recently got the news that he was resigning and I was shattered. I didn’t know who I would look up to now, my guide my guru was now going away. Coming to college would be a drag now, nothing to look forward to, nothing to feel excited about. I never realized that he inspired in me the willingness to perform, to strive to be the best.He did not have to personally praise me or keep me happy with sugar coated words just the way he took pride in his job and his brilliance was enough to keep me inspired. He made me realize that I could put in long hours of work, he made me realize that I am no smaller than the rest of the them, he made me realize that quitting is never a solution for anything.
It’s wonderful to be in a position where you can actually inspire somebody to do better I wish one day I would be an inspiration if not to the world but at least to one.
Adios to my Sir….only good awaits him
It became a challenge for me to get recognition from him I worked feverishly through the nights to get noticed by him. Finally after endless days of working he told me “Not Bad” for an ad I had made for an assignment and I felt I was just crowned and I beamed with silent pride.
I recently got the news that he was resigning and I was shattered. I didn’t know who I would look up to now, my guide my guru was now going away. Coming to college would be a drag now, nothing to look forward to, nothing to feel excited about. I never realized that he inspired in me the willingness to perform, to strive to be the best.He did not have to personally praise me or keep me happy with sugar coated words just the way he took pride in his job and his brilliance was enough to keep me inspired. He made me realize that I could put in long hours of work, he made me realize that I am no smaller than the rest of the them, he made me realize that quitting is never a solution for anything.
It’s wonderful to be in a position where you can actually inspire somebody to do better I wish one day I would be an inspiration if not to the world but at least to one.
Adios to my Sir….only good awaits him
2 comments:
It is good to know that it was retirement, not death, that has separated him from you. At least you may have a chance to visit him sometime. With death, there are no second chances. And, unfortunately, no one escapes death, either. It is depressing, I know, but there is hope. God bless you. Thanks for letting me share in your day.
What words... super, a magnificent idea
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