Salute to my special Teachers

Another teacher's day.

And I realized that I have never publicly paid tribute to my first teachers, my Parents.

Right from correcting my blabbering and helping me to pronounce my first word correctly to sticking with me right through the most turbulent period of my life, that's my Parents, my teacher. They have rejoiced with me, shed tears for me and patiently tolerated my many follies.

(@ Jungfrau)

Baba and Ma not only taught me (and my siblings) to remain steadfast when things goes haywire, but has also showed, by setting examples, how to resist temptations and be my own best friend.

I am extremely grateful for the solid grounding that I received from them. This is helping me raise a wonderful child single handedly, translating the various hurdles as challenges and taking them head on without compromising my genetic grounding.

Love you, Ma and Baba.

A friend indeed!

It couldn't have been a more inoppurtune time to bug Arun. It was 5:50 PM and my daughter's flight was about to land in 5 minutes and I was still about 20 minutes away from the airport. Curtsey: traffic jam.

My heart started a vigorous disco. Thanks to the cellular phone service provider, I just couldn't contact the Kingfisher office.

A person who would rather do her own task than ask for favor, I hesitatingly called up Arun (after all a CEO and Executive Director is a busy man) to enquire if he could send someone to the airport to wait with her till I arrived.

He did not disappoint me.

I felt so humbled and blessed to have a friend like him, a very busy man, who dropped everything to rush to the airport to be with my daughter. He deemed it fit to go there instead of sending one of his executive knowing very well that Guls wouldn't be comfortable with a stranger.He waited there till I reached and completed the hand over formalities.

Thanks a bunch Arun!

Not to forget the refreshing tea his wife, Meenakshi served.

I feel truely blessed!