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An Ode to the Teacher!!!


"Gurur-Brahmaa Gurur-Vissnnur-Gururdevo Maheshvarah |
Gurur Sakshat Param Brahma Tasmai Shrii-Gurave Namah ||1||"

Meaning:
1.1: The Guru is Brahma, the Guru is Vishnu, the Guru Deva is Maheswara (Shiva),
1.2: The Guru is Verily the Para-Brahman (Supreme Brahman); Salutations to that Guru.


While travelling to a destination, we see markers along the way that show us different exits and junctions. These markers help us reach our destination. They show us the way we could take. Similarly, God has set Teachers along life to direct us towards our destination.

My journey towards a particular destination started in my 9th class at Navy Children School, Vizag. The first decision of taking Sanskrit or Hindi. And the first teacher who inspired me to study for knowledge was Veena Mam. She imbibed the wonder that is Sanskrit and taught us so well that we could even talk in Sanskrit very fluently. She taught me that nothing is impossible and even things which are hard could be learnt in a fun way. I still remember her commitment towards us in letting us come to her home in the weekends and evenings for extra classes. I try to remember that knowledge if only in respect towards her.

Manjri Khullar Mam is the most important teacher in my life. Also, she was my first mentor. She showed me the path I would be taking in life. She showed me the fabulous world of Physics. Helped me in resolving the cold war with Chemistry. I adored her throughout the time she taught us. She cared for each of us as her own children and I studied harder just to see her smile. Her appreciation always made my day. She was the first person I asked questions to. My memory of her running to me through the morning assembly to answer one of my silly questions I asked the other day, has taught me to respect each and everyone no matter their status.

With her came Appalaraju Sir, our Mathematics Teacher. He encouraged the competitive spirit in us and taught us that the most difficult problems could become when tackled with enthusiasm and the right spirit. Lakshmi Kantham Mam and Manik Srivasthava Mam, both dealing with Social Studies, were epitomes of support. I hated their subject to the core, cause I never could excel in them. Yet they helped me in overcoming my grudging attitude and dealing with the subject. I could never forget the amount of support and motivation they gave me in both my school life and my personal life. I thank Manik Mam specially for letting me have a second chance to excel. It taught me that mistakes could be positively looked upon.

There were other teachers like Nirmala Mam, Vijaylakshmi Mam, Reni Mathew Mam, Brijit Mam, etc, who taught us various things and various skills to tackle life at various levels. All my teachers in school, taught me to think out of the box and in a different track. They taught me that being good and doing things for others gives you a lot of happiness. They taught me life.

Intermediate showed me two other teachers I looked up to. One was T M Srinivas from Ignited Minds IIT Academy, a Math genius and an awesome teacher, and the other: Mr. Yesudas from Narayana IIT Academy, a junior lecturer who understood and cared enough for me to even call my home when I didn't turn up just for a day.

My B.Tech days turned out to be awesome when Lecturers and Professors like Ms. Subhadra, Ms. Kavitha, Ms. Sunitha Ramesh, Prof. Ramaseshagiri, Prof. Somashekar Rao and Prof Dr PVS Srinivas, delved deep into me and brought out so many hidden talents that I myself was amazed at the spectacular change in me. They taught me to use my skills in the proper way and make myself appear as one of the best and most talented person around. They also taught me how life could be.

To summarize, I have met many great teachers in my life who have made me what I am today career wise....

To be continued....
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