Giving Wings To Dreams

Doors open, doors close  doors after doors life has to cross . Some doors are like way to your parent's heart, Which the moment you approach recognize your footsteps and automatically open even before you think to knock.  While others are like hard task master's attitude , more than you they understand and fortell what your footfalls indicate success or failure, Thus at these doors you yourself have no particular say, here either you fair well or are shown the way out. Multifarious are these doors in a small life's juncture, Some are opened for a lifetime, While some are meant to welcome you for a short while. But believe me whether a door is with a smile and warmth widely opened for you to pass or with a frown and contempt is slammed on your back or face, each and every door preaches a lesson, be it door of love, peace, hope,friendship and happiness, or be it door of discord, tumult, dejection,  enemity or sorrow. One should pass them all with the same zeal and heroism, ...

Tossed time and again by the insensitive and merciless tides of life everything seemed sullen and saturating. A constant worry of what the future will unfold, an apprehension whether l will be at the gaining end or will languish at the loser's desk was killing the very desire to live. Last fortnight, specifically was cumbersome and nothing except the five or six periods within my classrooms with young students kept me going. Both of my kids went abroad to study .Within two years my nest became empty in a happy way. Often, l have heard people commenting that we would wither away alone in lndia since kids who go abroad never ever look back.  Honestly speaking, l never ever feel so. I feel wherever my children are they should be happy, healthy and wealthy. I have complete trust on my upbringing. Here l am reminded of Dr. Kalam.In his autobiography the legendary missile man Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam  had mentioned about an incident that when he had to leave Rameshwaram for higher studie...