"There are no ugly women; there are
only women who do not know how to look pretty."
I've always felt how true the statement is! Throughout
my growing years, I've traveled a lot and seen women from all the cultures,
places, races and ethnicity, and meeting these women only made me feel proud of
being a girl. I admired them for all they were, especially my teachers on how
they taught us, spoke to us, their handwriting, their amazing way of draping a
saree and then accessorizing their attire with lovely gold earrings and
bangles. It was always a fun to notice their work outfit and I think we all
have grown up doing that, haven't we?
Today, I'd like to talk about one school teacher of mine,
who I've always admired a lot. She used to teach us "Civics" and
"Hindi" and I had a pleasure to be her student for 3 years in school.
For her age (which I believe was around 25-26 years at that
time!), she was extremely learned and what intrigued me most about her, was her
way of bonding with the students. At one time she'd become your friend, keeping
a hand on your shoulder and chitchatting with you just to discuss your problems
and giving the brilliant solutions in a jiffy. Another time, she'd be strictly
staring at you just because you forgot to bring your homework.
Because of my dad's transfer I had to change my school and I wasn't very comfortable in the new surroundings. Depression got over me and I started loosing focus from everything. It was my this favorite teacher, who actually helped me get my confidence back and move ahead. She taught me to stop comparing myself to others and just try to achieve excellence in whatever I do. In her own words -
"Your competition should just be with yourself and no one else!"
Because of my dad's transfer I had to change my school and I wasn't very comfortable in the new surroundings. Depression got over me and I started loosing focus from everything. It was my this favorite teacher, who actually helped me get my confidence back and move ahead. She taught me to stop comparing myself to others and just try to achieve excellence in whatever I do. In her own words -
"Your competition should just be with yourself and no one else!"
Apart from admiring her brilliance, what I admired the most
was how she used to dress up. She was slim, tall and had sharp features. Her
salwar-suits were of a design I've never seen anyone else wearing so far. May
be it was her own design, as all of her suits were stitched in almost similar
patterns. And for jewelry she used to wear beautiful gold studs on her ears and a spiral gold
ring on her index finger.
I remember my fantasy for wearing a ring on index finger started after seeing her wearing one. Most of the times I'd keep on looking at her hand while listening to her explaining the chapters in the class; actually helped me focus more on the lessons than what my neighboring students would whisper in each other's ears.
I remember my fantasy for wearing a ring on index finger started after seeing her wearing one. Most of the times I'd keep on looking at her hand while listening to her explaining the chapters in the class; actually helped me focus more on the lessons than what my neighboring students would whisper in each other's ears.
I had an excellent time learning lessons of my books and
more lessons about life from her for a span of three years. My dad got
transferred to a different location and life went on. Few years back I
contacted some of my previous school mates and I asked them about her. What I
came to know was pretty shocking, yet inspiring again. My favorite school
teacher had suffered from cancer, but as the fighter she was, she fought
her ailment and recovered as well. I tried a lot getting her contact details
but it seemed she left the school and went somewhere else.
I traveled some more, met many more people in life, at my college and my work. What I learnt from my teachers and especially from her, helped me a lot in every phase of my life mainly when I'd feel low or lost. The way she used to put excellence in her teaching, her attire and even the smallest task she did, it was an honor for me to be her student. I simply want to thank her today even though till date I don't know where she is.
For me she was a woman as beautiful as her work and as you might have guessed, I still love wearing a ring on my index finger, and every time I see it I get reminded of her.
I traveled some more, met many more people in life, at my college and my work. What I learnt from my teachers and especially from her, helped me a lot in every phase of my life mainly when I'd feel low or lost. The way she used to put excellence in her teaching, her attire and even the smallest task she did, it was an honor for me to be her student. I simply want to thank her today even though till date I don't know where she is.
For me she was a woman as beautiful as her work and as you might have guessed, I still love wearing a ring on my index finger, and every time I see it I get reminded of her.
Note: This is a contest post for MIA - Tanishq. I was asked to describe a woman I could think of who is "As beautiful as her work", and all that came to my mind was my favorite school teacher. I hope you liked my post. You can check more about the brand HERE
Check out their latest TVC below: