Muses..

My Ali My Teacher, Part II
In my life of four decades and nine years, there have been many teachers…my teachers in school and then in college and in my medical school..in my graduation days and post-graduation period. I respect all my teachers, for what I am professionally and mentally it is their creation, their work…a stroke of brush here , a scribe by the nib there and final result is myself…the foundation laid..
And some time back, I met one of my teachers, from my high school and suddenly he embraced me like my father used to do, when I was very young, and tears rolled down his eyes.. “Oh boy, I am glad to see you now as a man”.. and all the questions he asked me.! I recalled those days in my high school and suddenly I was again the young boy, with black tuft of hair, blue knickers and light blue shirt and in front of my teacher answering his questions. I remembered the movie Mr. Picks and all was so clear to my top storey inhabitant, that 1400 grams of nervous tissues we call brain, of which man uses so little..and yet if used to full potential can either conquer the galaxies or be the cause of world chaos! Here was a person who had planted a seed and he was so happy to see the fruit in front of him.
..Such is the relationship of the teacher and a student…
The teacher living in the student..or a student… a disciple.. the form of his teacher! Lo, the teacher attains immortality in the guise of his student!
And how can I ever be able to repay them back… it is not possible. ..?
But there is a way.. to carry their work further..to teach others what they taught me, for it is their teachings that lives in me and it will be their teachings that I will pass on to those for whom it has been entrusted to me.. me or my self a nothing but a courier… a mere carrier if I do it properly.
I must never say I am this and I did this…to say so is nothing but the foolishness of me…but it is them ,who taught me, they are doing it through me! It will always be my teacher who is carrying the job through me..I am a nobody..all that is, is him!
I wish to tell ye all who so ever may go through these muses of mine, that it is the truth and nothing more and nothing less…
And I was made to see through these facts by my teacher…Sheikh Ali.

5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Sh Ahmad
    May 04, 2012 @ 00:34:35

    God bless such teachers and the disciple like you will surely make the teacher proud.

    Reply

  2. Ba Khan
    May 05, 2012 @ 01:29:10

    Ah..without a teacher..one is nothing..!

    Reply

  3. Sh Ahmad
    May 09, 2012 @ 03:42:39

    Have me in your fold of disciples dear.I need one like you .

    Reply

  4. Ba Khan
    May 11, 2012 @ 03:08:25

    I am a student myself and not a teacher.

    Reply

  5. Ba Khan
    May 11, 2012 @ 03:10:08

    A student can’t be a teacher..!

    Reply

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