Yes, I Am A Teacher!

I hold your little hands, and teach you to write,

Build your confidence and play games with delight.

Reading and listening skills constantly I hone,

Language and Math lessons never leave you alone.

To your curiosity and  wonder I lend a a gentle hand,

Your fears, your desires, I try to understand.

Through value-based lessons, I teach you what is right,

Encourage and propel you towards a future bright.

Social skills and healthy competition,

Knowledge about the world and our nation,

With dedication and passion I teach you all

And I am right beside you , lest you have a fall.

Manners and etiquette, Music and Art,

Sports , games and most importantly, compassion in your heart.

I teach you life lessons, within the classroom walls,

Guide you , goad you, inspire you, beyond duty’s call.

Yet, there are those,  who undermine my worth,

They say of good teachers, there is a dearth.

Teachers have no respect, or so they often say,

But I see love and respect in my kids eyes, each day.

Yes, I am a teacher, a very proud one I add,

I make other professions , of that I am glad.

Doctor, engineer, scientist or the CEO of a firm,

None would be possible without a teacher teaching a term.

Yes, I am a teacher, and  it’s great to see kids grow,

I lay the foundation of their future, in time they will know.

Till then I continue, to touch their lives each day,

Make a difference slowly, and brighten up their way.

Lost Treasures.

Innumerable narrow lanes,
Where tales of yore unfold,
Treasures long forgotten,
Some stories still untold.

There's a flurry in the morning
To get the goods all set,
Connoisseurs of ancient artefacts
Come and buy what they covet.

The shops are small and run-down,
The shoppers,they just don't care,
What that they want is a slice
Of the artistic,antique ware.

All look for a good bargain
Enticed by the old world charm,
Antiques mesmerise and beckon
Some prices cause alarm.

From clocks,radios and urns,
They have everything here,
Cameras, posters and carvings,
Some come cheap, some Oh so dear!

Armed with my camera
I capture all I see,
It is really fantastic,
Amidst these treasures to be!

It was an amazing experience
In Chor bazaar's narrow lane,
Transported back to past glory,
Inshallah, I will come here again!

With Me,Forever!

There have been so many who have crossed my path,

Made an impression or a permanent place in my heart,

Each one I met, had a lesson to teach,

Some are still in touch, some out of reach.

But then there was always that unwanted fiend,

Who stayed with me ,in my heart and mind,

The pain, the loss of someone dear,

A failure, regret, unfulfilled dream or fear.

Although I did my best, to drive out the pain,

It stayed on -stubborn, relentless, rising its ugly head again.

All through life, it has always been inside,

(And I am not saying it as a matter of pride)

Life has had it's moments of cheer,

Travel, work, friends, family, all that is dear,

In spite of it all, pain has not left my side,

Caused untold misery-Oh, how I have cried!

But now I have learnt, to take it in my stride,

Counting my blessings, while my pain I hide,

For if I ignore it, it will know I am strong,

With courage, I know I cannot go wrong.

So why the pain, to myself I ask,

It gives us the strength, to achieve the task,

Makes us push ourselves, makes us do more,

Brings our strength and determination to the fore.

Even when I may seem happy and gay,

It doesn't mean there are no hardships my way,

It's just that I have learnt to focus on what's good,

Pain will be forever, the truth I have understood.

So when we all have just one life,

Makes no sense to dwell on just the strife,

Accept the fact that pain is with you forever,
Learn to overcome it, at each and every endeavor.