Welcoming the bright side

The semester is about to resume again. This morning i was on duty-registration for the new students, who would hopefully be here for the next four years. i was in charge of students from the mechanical and Electric dept. not many came, maybe they are still on their way..usually the first step out of home for a newbie is very difficult. the prospect of having to survive alone, creating a new life is not a very welcoming experience for most..Especially the youngsters. Today, parents and family came to see their children off, figuratively on the journey towards a better future..

Longer hours of waiting for the students, my mind was drifting about..

i was thinking about the first time i went out of home. i didnt really have the luxury to be accompanied by my family.My father trusted me enough to take care of myself.. at first i was excited. as soon as i reach MCIIUM, and took bath that night, i cried like mad..silly girl of eighteen i was..hahaha. But actually i was crying the whole journey,from the airport in the plane..i was teary..teary and excited at the same time..Thank god, i met with many good people-strangers who were kind enough to lead me through until i reached MCIIUM. even the taxi driver was very kind-he helped me carry my things to the groundfloor of the hostel, and waited until i had safely registered..I was immensely thankful for that..

seeing these students, especially the girls-so innocent and dumbfounded,yet so beautiful and polished so to speak-would they still be having the same look after they get acquainted with this place?would they still be having the same spirit?would they still remember their goal and aspiration once they start of? or would they forget everything and change into different people all together?we would never know for sure what would happen in the future.No idea at all.

i met and talked with a few of my students. They talked about their results. i kinda like this kind of heart to heart. It made me feel different. instead of them seeing me as someone to be feared, or loathed or just another teacher passing by, they valued my advice and were good enough to share their feeling, thought and worries about their study with me. At least, for some of these students, my judgments are not wrong. I am always open to this kind of challenge. The challenge to offer humane understanding.i want to be off help where i can. when it was my time, i had met with many people who provide the same supports and showed greater understanding.. So now i guess it's time to pass the baton.

i guess, everyone has their own way of thinking.. and every course you decide to follow will be your responsibility.Whatever happens is based on your way of thinking it through. Who is to say whether its right or wrong but you?

Lets start with good spirit and readiness to embrace the lessons that come along the way.:o)