Teacher is always right!

The education system has changed a lot in past decade. Literacy rate is increasing day by day but some dogmas still continue to exist especially in the developing nations. One of such dogma is; teacher is always right. Kids who question their teachers are mostly  humiliated in the classroom.

Although we live in the age of information and technology where we have many sources to expand the horizon of our knowledge, we still blindly believe in our teachers thinking; “गुरुर्ब्रह्मा ग्रुरुर्विष्णुः गुरुर्देवो महेश्वरः । गुरुः साक्षात् परं ब्रह्म तस्मै श्री गुरवे नमः ॥ ” The quoted text is originally from Veda which is interpreted as “Guru is creator Brahma; Guru is preserver Vishnu; Guru is also the destroyer Siva and he is the source of the Absolute. I offer all my salutations to the Guru”. The scripture is right but the guru or teacher we worship is wrong.

How can a biased teacher be creator of better human race? How can a teacher who never acknowledges his weak students be a preserver? How can a teacher who himself is trapped in dogmas destroy the wrong beliefs?

So, should we believe in such teachers blindly?

It’s hard for a teachers to maintain the status quo of omniscient and infallible. However, there’s no obligation for a teachers to maintain such status.

They can act less like gods and more like human beings and promote a better learning environment. This will benefit both students and teachers.



Short love story

They met after long time.

She: (with affectionate look) What took you so long?

He:(in a serious tone) Make you realize the worth of my presence in your life.😋


How it felt for the first time?

I wish to learn to

Take my first step again

And think that

I can one day  

fly like that bird

In the sky

Higher than the kites

But the wish to be free

Always Cages me inside

more in my own mind

I want to be that kid

Once more

Who believes god exists

Who believes miracles happen

But how would the gods be real?

When I know even humans

Are stone-like

And how would miracles happen?

When mask of reasons

Have obscured my sight

I want to go back

And ride the bicycle again

And feel how it felt 

for the first time

Try then bump in a stone

And fall down

Don’t loose hope and smile

Fall for more than ‘nth’ time

Again try, bump

And forget to fall and smile

I want to get introduced to him

Once more for the first time

realise I have fallen for him

And see 

How my emotion hide

Just behind a fake smile

May be this time I would

Just go and tell

He is nice 

Instead of being sly

I want to feel

My parent’s love 

For the first time

And give them a tight hug

But now their harsh words 

Make me feel creepy

Like its a bug

I know, nothing 

that has been once lived 

Can’t be relived again

Like I can’t feel 

the same emotion

For the first time

Like I can’t write 

This poem

Once again for the 

First time

And you can’t read

This poem of mine

Once again for the 

First time.