Gurur Brahma gurur
Vishnu gurur devo Maheswarah |
Gurur sakshat parambrahmah tasmi sri gurave namah ||
Gurur sakshat parambrahmah tasmi sri gurave namah ||
Technology
has a funny way of taking us to the past.
Connecting up with Sulochana Miss (literally my first teacher, along
with Kamala Miss) on Facebook and visiting the CV Group (thanks to Shobha)
presents a wonderful occasion to take that walk down memory lane every so
often. MCC School, of course, continues
to be my backyard…a place with so many fond memories, one which had a large
part in my childhood. So, what better
occasion than Teacher’s Day, to think of
all the teachers who have shaped and moulded my life. Not all of them were “teachers” in the
classic sense of the term, but looking back, I realize they played very
effectively the role of a teacher. So,
this post is dedicated to all of them.
The
fondest memories of school are of course reserved for the days at Chinmaya
Vidyalaya; those were still the days when Engineering or medicine was not the raison
d'être of
school education. This was primary
school and we were far removed from the usual worries of jobs and careers. I distinctly remember Sulochana Miss and
Kamala miss receiving us very warmly at the school gate, and actually carrying
us into class, sometimes. (It was a
pleasant surprise to discover that the same teacher, now Kamala akka, taught my
son too in Class I) These were teachers
who really cared for the children, and made us feel really happy coming into
school. All through my school life, I
can never remember an occasion when I thought school was drudgery. The other teacher from school days, who
remains firmly embedded in memory is Shri K N P Nair – the school
principal. School Assembly was something
he lorded over…a disciplinarian who gave us some very valuable lessons
today…that I still believe are the foundation stones of who I am. One story
that will never go away from my mind is his description of Arjuna taking aim
and seeing only the bird’s eye – a lesson in focus. As we moved into Class V, Ms. Prema Mohanraj
and Mrs. Jairaj are two teachers who remain etched in memory. Mrs. Mohanraj, took the liberty of telling us
the story of The Count of Monte Cristoe, even though she handled Science. Laxman used to break into tears every time he
got up to read about the troubles Dantes had to endure, while we went about endlessly repeating ao to get the right pronunications in Ms. Nirmala Jairaj's class! :)
Moving
into MCC School in Class VI was a given – my father was a teacher in this
school. Mr. Clement J Felix with his
charismatic personality was perhaps the most impressionable figure at that
time. Mr. Loganathan is another teacher
who carried on where Mrs. Mohanraj left.
He used to read to us Papillon
and Henri Charrière kept us company through the three years that Mr. Loganathan
was class teacher (Class VI, VIII and VIII).
The best memories of school, however, were on the playfield where as an
athlete and footballer, we kept winning laurels for the school. Mr. John Mark, was the football coach and PT
master who inspired and encouraged us, as we went on to win the State Level
Football tournament. The first of the
informal teachers was my brother who coached us and who was an inspiration to
the entire team.
Mr. P Viswanathan, my Chemistry
teacher was the person who I should thank for helping me get into BITS,
Pilani. It was he who convinced me that
I should go to BITS, Pilani. Of the days
in BITS, I can’t actually remember any one teacher who has been a great
influence on me. Well, I probably spent more time on the play ground of BITS,
Pilani… BS Shekawat the Physical Director (for make-up permission letters),
Kamala – the Asst. Mess Manager of SV Mess (always making sure I ate well), are
people who I can remember having helped me. As a friend and co-athlete Tanvir
Ali Khan was perhaps the biggest influence on me at that time. The football team was wonderful…and we went
on to win the GD Birla Memorial football tournament.
Dr. V S Rao, is perhaps the only
teacher who during our thesis semester used to spend time with us in the
Chemistry lab (don’t ask me what I was doing there…it had something to do with
how Insulin got absorbed in the body..) I got to meet him much later in
life…and I carry very pleasant memories of my interactions with him. He has since, gone on to become the Director
of BITS, Pilani at Hyderabad.
I don’t believe education ends when you leave college. Learning is a lifelong process, and you tend
to learn from everyone. There have been
ever so many people, right from my first Boss, Venkat, to Hari (who continues
to be my mentor), Paddy Iyer, my colleagues and friends who have at various
times played different roles as guides, mentors and teachers – all of them
ultimately influencing and helping shape who I am!
To all those teachers, by profession or by role, I thank you,
for guiding me through life.
7 comments:
A fitting tribute to the various teachers in your life. It was a walk down memory lane for me too.
A fitting tribute to the various teachers in your life. It was a walk-down-memory-lane for me too.
Well written. enjoyed reading.
Very nicely written....a refreshing
walk down memory lane. Made me remember my own school days. :)
An excellent way to trigger all your school mates to spend atleast a minute going back the memory lane. Very simple and well written - as always from Raghu.
Thanks for your comments!
Amen. This was a good trigger for my thoughts too. Thanks to the web, I am able to virtually walk paths too far away now-a-days.
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