Thursday, April 15, 2010

Being a teacher

You sit there,
with bright hopeful eyes looking at you.
Hoping for a fresh direction, a meaning new.
You sit there
wondering if you could ever be
all that you need to be
And then in moments things flow,
and you are lost in a chaotic whirlwind of
conversations high and low.
And then in a moment its over
leaving you empty and hollow
those very hopeful eyes
that once looked for hope outside
are now closed wide
And when they open,
its all so calm, so light

You sit there
there is no other place
you'd rather be
and no other sight
you'd rather see.

8 Annotations:

Deepali Jamwal said...

reminds me of my basic course.... could totally relate...
very well put!!!

In Search Of Myself said...


nands said...

Good! :)

Kaushik said...

I´m so proud of you!

The Wandering Minstrel said...

parfait mon ami!

Manish Gupta said...

Utterly beautiful !!

srikant said...

Dear Madhuri Bhaskaran,

To be a real teacher is a blessing from the divine. Only a coveted few, can be good teachers like you. I'm so happy and grateful, that you are my teacher!!!

Wishing you the very best in life & all your endeavours,


Krishna said...

good one .... missing him