It's
that time of the year when our hearts are heavy--it's the 8th semester
and one after the other I have to wish my students well and bid adieu to
them, and continue with life as if everything is normal. But this phase
is a difficult one. For 4 years to share their hopes and fears, trials
and tribulations, joy and success, both personal and official, and then a
time comes and you know it's time to
let go and to smile and be happy for them. Today was one such day. It
was the 'Bolonaa Bidaai' ['Do not bid adieu'] party for our ECE 4th year
(2009-2013) batch. I'll miss the batch like I'll miss all the other 4th
year B. Tech and 3rd year MCA students of our college. They said certain things
about some of us [profs]. Regarding me the student representative of the class said
that as a person I'm extremely supportive, helpful and am a
problem-solver. He said that no matter how critical or diverse the
nature of problem/ issue was, I always had solutions to them, that I
encouraged students to come to me for any assistance they needed, etc. I
feel blessed that I have such students. The first class I had with them
officially was on 14 February, 2011. Perhaps that made it more special.
I had taken the IT 4th year examination on Wednesday (8 May 2013) after
their examination they came and shook my hands and touched my feet, I
was so moved. Some of them chatted with me and we cracked jokes and
shared past experiences. They were so happy to see that I remembered
what they did when they were in 1st year. In fact, they didn't want to
leave the Language Lab where I arranged to conduct the examination
solely for them as that would be the last time they would be sitting
there. They wanted to stay more. With the completion of that examination
the official ties with them were severed.
My students have
made me more caring, patient, persevering, calm, dependable and
responsible. They are one of the greatest gifts life has given to me.
And being with them I have learnt a lot and will go on learning.
May they all fare well in life.
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