My school is my pride and I’m more than thankful to Allah to let me into this school where I’m always under the shadows of my two Maula’s TUS. It is the location which grants me with all the blissful memories which are engraved into my mind. This is the place where a student and a teacher loves each other unconditionally and are willing to do anything for each other. These are the grounds where a student calls her/his teacher “Bhen and Janab”, to give them wholehearted respect. The bond of love and respect which ties them becomes stronger and vigorous. Also that it is a common thing that every student has a much softer corner for a certain teacher. Like wise I’m also a student and have what we call a “favorite teacher”.
Writing about this individual does not make her bigger or smaller than others but it genuinely shows how much I love and respect her, and keeping faith in my writing I’ll start my article.
A being with a lot of religious beliefs she under go’s tremendous difficulties to do what her and my Maula TUS would expect from her. Striving to perform any khidmat she gets at hand. For that I admire her.
Till the day I remember I know that she as a teacher figure never, never under-estimated her students believing that they’ll shine one day. She was and is a role-model for all of us. She stimulated and encouraged us all the time, giving us a positive side to see at even in the darkest of our teenage times. A lover of the English language she always encouraged us to speak and write it. The ‘writer’s apprentices’ is the only proof of her 3 years hard work. She is a teacher of a kind-she kept her attitude as a teacher but in heart she was just our older sister.
I recall when at those rare occasions when she would scold me and I would be completely shaken. Tears would uncontrollably roll down my eyes making me realize what big blunders I’ve done and then that would be the end. I would directly go to her and ask for genuine forgiveness and would stand there until she would smile at me and say “it’s okay beta.” That would be the time of actual relief.
She has been the sunshine of us all the students. Going through the periods of teenage life herself she could completely understand our dilemmas and I don’t know how but she would come up with the best solutions! She was the best thing ever happened to our class.
Knowing her so deeply I know how she must have felt when her mother died, when she had to see her sister leaving her and marrying into another country and when she herself had to leave her family and join another one! Obviously being a human herself she might be going across all those problems and difficulties we go through but, BUT never a day has come when she’s not smiled and made our day or she’s acted strange or her mind has been diverted else where than the subject!
I know that I’m just praising her but I don’t know if there has been any time when she wasn’t a perfect modest human-being. I recall this article where she has written on her friend circle and then when it came to her, she just wrote”…and then it’s me.” I mean there can be pages written on that “me” and she just says it’s me?! Hahaha I was awe-stricken then!
I feel very proud to know such a teacher and I genuinely think that it were just my lucky stars which made her come into my life! I sooo much wish that every student should at least once in their life time be presented with a Maryam Bhen like mine so that they would really get what teachers are really like and till what extent they go for us!
Cheers to the beautiful profession teaching and to the fabulous teachers!:)