The story of a "Mother-teacher".

Year 2013 unexpectedly I got another sudstitution class along with my regular classes.The child came to that class-LKG C. He was special.His disabilities were the reason of his hyperactive behaviour and anger.Everyday the other children of the class and their parents used to come with several complaints against him."He has hurt my child"... "He has bitten me" and many more. He was wild,helpless,short tempered & confused. He never bothered about the others. Every child was learning in the class. He didn't bother. I remember how he used to escape from the class and play hide and seek with me. The untamed child became a friend of mine. Then a new teacher came and I handed over the substitution class to her.The friendship remained the same. The life of a mother- teacher is quite challenging. You can't get rid of your worries. Every time I heard about him,-"He can't"... "He is not normal"... "He is good for nothing"..."He is mad"... In 2015 he came back again to me in class 1. He started writing. His handwriting was bad. His work was untidy. He could copy but couldn't write sentences or even words. He went to the next class but the same feedback I got from all the teachers."He can't" ... "He is crazy".."He doesn't listen or even takes out his books and copies"... People used to mock at him as if he is not a human being or some alien. Everyone gave the verdict- He needs a special school. He was in class 2 and I  was so busy with the children of my class that couldn't notice that every day he used peep into my class to see me.
His mother took a tough decision to bring him back to class1 once again. She had faith in me but I wasn't confident enough to assure his improvement.May be like everyone I also misunderstood him. In 2017 he came back to my class again. I discovered his real problem of not following the classroomrules. It was his lack of confidence. He became calm , extremely quite and passive. From 2013 to 2017- His behaviour was changed drastically. I was adamant this time to prove him as normal as the other children of the school. I started work on him. He started writing words and sentences without my help. After each and every instruction,he used to come to me and say- "I can't" but I said-"you can"... And his journey started.

He started working by himself,he perticipated in several cultural programs of the school and at the end of the session, he got his report card. From D grade to B1 in English and Mathematics.A2 in EVS.
I used to scold him like a mother. Sometimes by mistake he used to call me- "Mumma". He told me- "I want to be a scientist". Yes you can. I will be waiting for the day.
All the very best to you.

The life of a "Mother-teacher" is not easy. She doesn't get a trophy for her achievement. Her achievement is in the improvement of her children.

It is so simple to call someone"Good for nothing"but ask a simple question to youself- "Why he is 'Good for nothing'?"Give a try. You will only feel the satisfaction to see the improvement of that "Good for nothing"children or I should call-"The need support" children. 

The way you make me feel..

"I wonder how would be my life without you.... 

Who would make me feel special the way you to...

The beautiful journey will never end.
Be with me till my last breath...."

Saptarshi Ghosh is someone who helped me a lot to break so many stereotypes of the society. Such as -There is a fixed age for marriage; The groom should be older than the bride;Age gap creates a lot of problems in married life; Distance relationship ruins everything;You loose trust in your partner,it creates misunderstanding etc. Before he came to my life,I used to hear a lot of things like -"You are crossing the age for marriage","When you'll have kids?"etc etc.These are all very common questions to ask to an "Unmarried" woman in her 30s'. It is a crime to be unmarried in that age. Trust me, I never planned my life like that way.  I never wanted to be in any boundary. He changed my view. He came to my life when I needed him the most. We suffered a lot since the time we met though we are standing strong. I never feel encaged with him in fact he inspires me to dream. He is my best friend for life with whom I can fight, share,cry ,laugh,have fun. I feel confident with him. Despite of so many hurdles I love his presence in my life.

Together forever....

This Womens'day- I want to say " Thank you, gentlemen"

I am a woman and I am thankful to the men in my life.
In my childhood a man used to save me from my strict mother and he was my Babai. Babai is someone who is my best friend.With him I shared each and everything.He knows all my secrets including my crushes,my heart breaks etc. Since childhood  he had been struggling to make me happy. May be today I shop branded clothes for myself but I remember since my childhood he has been choosing my dresses.He is still my fashion guru. We argue a lot... I remember how strongly he stood beside me against the society to support my each and every single decision. He was someone without him I can't imagine my life. Yes I am independent but without discussing with him,I can't take a single decision. When I am in crisis, I wonder how casually he makes everything so easy when he says- "There is nothing to worry about". Last year when he was hospitalised,I took that as a challenge to save him at any cost. Only I know how I spent every moment at that time but I was adamant. That night when he was hospitalised,I remember his hand was still on my head.
I want to say that I have seen the real God in you.

The next man in my life is a guy who left the whole world just for me. The person who kept his each and every promise. The person who made me feel that I am worthy. Both of him and Babai make me mad,mock at me for my weird fashion sense ,for my childish behaviour,weird plans etc. He is my husband and my best friend. Even he also knows about my all the secrets since childhood including my crushes. He goes to different places for his project works. He faces problem in case of food and all but he never told me to quit my job and come with him for his convenience. He supported my each and every dream. He held my hand in the toughest time. These were the "Men" who fought with the bad men who tried to disrespect me.These "Men" sacrificed for me. These "Men" love me.

Yes in this women's day I say - "Thank you to these two gentlemen of my life".