Obituary to teaching

You where the last thing on my mind, when I was all young and vibrant. I thought teaching was a piece of cake and any body can have that piece. I was flying high on the clouds of ego and pride.

But they say, karma is a bitch and I was dragged so reluctantly into your laps.I thought I would rather choke on the invisible leash I was tethered to.

We had a rough start. I think it was one sided rather. You were all over me and I despised you.  I felt like a lonely star forgotten in the vastness of the space, the star who had lost it's luster, the star who felt so powerless in the clutches of fate.
I thought I would let myself drift if that's what it takes. I was a sick star, forget about shining on to others.

Amazingly, in my sickness I found strength. The strength to rub off every last bit of ego and pride I was so proud of. You paved your way into my cold heart and melted away the ice. The ice which had obstructed my view and narrowed down my visibility. There was so much love you had to offer to me, so many innocent smiles, so many dumb questions and brilliant answers, so much respect which I deserved so less, so many whispered secrets, so many gentle anger,so many noisy silence,  so many cursed tears, so much hope, so much regard, I could not resist at all. I may be the star who would never shimmer but I learned to polish and make millions other sparkle.

Thank you, for opening my eyes, my mind and my heart. I now realize that you had to happen to me for my own good. What I thought as a burden was infact a gift.

Though our rendezvous ended too soon...it has taught me what it needed to. Thank you. Till we meet again ...this is my obituary to teaching.