Dedicated to all my Teachers...

Finally I saw “Tare Zameen Par”, a nice movie and I will say a must watch, even though if u don’t like sentimental stories, one can go for the technical aspects. In the end of movie, there was no cacophony or hustle bustle; everything was so calm, as if everyone was trying to control the emotions which came running after watching the movie. How I watched this movie is itself an amusing story, but what made me write this blog is the typhoon of the memories which came along with this movie. This blog is dedicated to all those who have helped me, taught me and given me a side when I needed some one beside me.
Nikumbh Sir, well I also had some one, with the same importance in my life what Nikumbh sir would have been in the Ishaan’s life, in my school days who has actually made me the person I’m today. Sir “James K”- my class teacher in 9th class- I owe all my studies and career to him. I don’t know where he is now and what he is doing, but what he has taught me will always be with me. he taught me that

life is not fair at every moment, we have to get used to it and one failure is
not the end of the road; if u got failure, be strong enough to accept it and go
ahead with a dream to make it a success & if u got success, be modest &
humble enough to share the credit with everyone.

I was in the midst of a new life, when we were no longer kids & had a long time to mature as adults; he was the counselor for each one of us. A true teacher who not only made me work on my studies but also who induced the basic theories needed for the outside world- competitive, harsh & unfair- where every time we have totally new equations. I really owe my career and life to u Sir.
Then the most important teacher of my life- my father -who was every time there when I needed someone, whether to cry after failing first time in my life or to celebrate my success no matter how trivial it has been. Who encouraged me and patted me for making my first oil painting (it was a disaster, believe me. But still we use those pillow covers), or on winning the inter school skating championship or even on getting sometimes good marks by chance. Who has taught me differentiation and surds, organic nomenclature and hindi kavita. Who has written the speeches for me to be given on functions and who has helped me in learning so many things in life. He has always given me the liberty of being myself, being an individual without aping some one else or without proving some one else what I’m. I have learnt lots of things from my father, and I have actually inherited lots of things from him, whether they are bad or good for me but I’m proud of having those things. I can never express myself, and all who know me well, know it. But I’ll say just one thing that in next life, please God, give me my papa as my father.
Another fatherly figure in my life, Mr R.C.Srivastava- my class 8th SST teacher- Who has always provided me the guidance and love similar to my father. Who had lots of hopes from me, and I’m really very sorry that I have actually failed on most of them. I know sir, I’m not worthy of asking any thing from u, but please always be a part of my life.
K. Singh, teacher I was most dread of but the one who gave me the self confidence what I’m today. She has worked over my soft skills and English like anything and if some how people think that I have some soft skills and literary aptitude, it’s because of her. Thanks a lot maam, for telling me that

no one will actually cry with u, but there will be plenty of people who will
laugh at u. so if u want people to smile, u have to smile. People don’t have
time to stay and look for the intelligence or ur inner beauty, what you show is
what u get.

In fact I guess in my case, people run away after being with me for a longer time. Also for the same I want to thank Priyanka & Nisha, my class mate, very good friends of mine; you have actually given your time to make me at par with urselves. I know I can never be that, but thanks a lot for sharing so many tricks and adding value to my life.
In my professional life I owe my technology to Sateesh, he is the one who has been a friend, a mentor and a consultant whenever I needed any help. Thanks sateesh, won’t be writing much about u, but believe me u really have a special place in my career. There are few people in my professional life about whom I won’t be listening a single bad thing and u come in those.
Who says that only elders can be the one to give lessons of life? I have some of the friends who have always been there whenever I faltered and I needed some one to be with me. Richa, Mohit …I really owe my sanity to u people. U have tolerated all my temper losses, my insanity, my stupidity and my hypocrisy. Thanks a lot friends…u have actually shown me what true friendship is. People say that if u have 2 best friends, it’s the best thing; I’m lucky enough to have 4 best friends and loads of other friends whom I can trust my life and my self. I know I’m not writing about many of my friends, but may be because somehow there comes a fine line between friendship and mentoring, so please don’t feel that I’ve not learnt any lessons from u, I’ve learnt everyday a new thing from each one in my life. and I ‘m really glad that God has given me opportunities in form of so many individuals in my life, I know I’m no one to be a mentor or to add value to any one’s life and I can never repay this debt of knowledge what other people have given to me.
I’m writing this blog, not for the sake of writing something, but for actually telling the world that I’m proud of being associated with these people and if some how some day something happens to me, I don’t feel bad that I have never told these people & the World, what they meant to me.