Let me start with the prayer to almighty since I believe that
PRAYER has the power to pull everything successfully.
LORD,
give us all the guidance to know,
When
to hold on & when to let go,
And
The
grace to live in harmony & peace.
As I started the day with the same energy & vigor as every
working day not realizing what is going to unfold in couple of hours. After the heart-felt Thursday pooja which I divinely
do, my colleague summoned me on phone to reveal the shattering news of the
demise of our student ‘GAUTAM’. Although
my ears transmitted the message clearly with the help of the brain, my heart
skipped couple of beats and refused to allow the news to digest. My scapegoat theory urged me to run to the balcony
where I can clearly hear the news again if I have wrongly interpreted earlier
due to the mobile network problem, but of no use, I was told again the same
reverberating news which forced me to recap the encounters I had with this hobnob
student who has earned high regards not only from students but also from
teaching fraternity.
The first meeting with this chap was on his admission day when he
came along with his father & introduced themselves as my near
natives(native town) and also got to know about his father is an (old) alumni
of the college where I did my under graduate.
Those were the instances where we both got affinity on one another. Later this lovely boy was under my mentorship
where I had the opportunities to advise him on his professional well-being
which he readily obliged. Even when he
was sick I have referred him to a doctor for which he thanked me a lot. He has
not only proved to be an obedient student but also along with his friends encouraged
my teachings by showing enthusiasm since I currently handle those guys 3
subjects.
All these instances were reverberating in my mind till I reach the
college from where; along with my colleagues I rushed to the hospital. During all this period my mind was low-on to
burst tears, if anything further provoked, but to make things worse, the close
friends of him (students) gathered at the entrance of the hospital with paled
faces. While sharing the condole news with one another, I purposely avoided
eye-contact with them to strengthen myself not breaking down in front of
them. But that lasted only so long, till
I was near by his father. His words
brought in the fatherhood feelings out of me that acted as a catalyst to pull
out the tears of my eyes. Though I controlled
& regained myself only to the extent, till I saw my finest student as
corpse. That moment I sobbed-out my heart and regained the composure since all
the students came in to pay their last homage to their beloved friend. After the boy was taken away by ambulance to
his native to do the last rituals, I escorted some students to the entrance of
the hospital. While walking alongside by
students one of the students sobbingly asked me
“Won’t he (GAUTAM) come back?”
That question
pierced into my heart stressing me to find a solace not only for the day but
also for the feelings which I was encountering then. Since I solace myself
either by reading or writing generally, today I decided to console myself by
penning down my feelings. During my writing, I understood that every caring
teacher is not a teacher alone, but a parent by themselves. I truly believe
that in everyone’s birth & death there is a purpose for themselves and everyone
around. Your death will surely bring out
the better teacher/father in me. Finally want to sum-up by saying that I have
an unfinished job at hand to teach the same class again, with the suffering to
see his place (seat) remaining empty which will squeeze my teacher &
fatherly feelings out of me.
An
Obituary to my beloved chap
THERE WILL NEVER BE ANOTHER YOU..
YOUR DEATH HAS TAUGHT ME MORE THAN I
HAVE TAUGHT YOU IN THE COUPLE OF YEARS…
Rest In Peace - GAUTAM