<p>Even today, I remember some of my teachers, during my school and college days, who, with their edifying qualities, have created that ineffaceable positive impact on my mind. <br /><br /></p>.<p>Like, I remember my maths teacher at school, who carried herself with oodles of poise and panache, besides imparting the knowledge with unimpeachable sincerity and commitment. <br /><br />Also, I remember my super-stylish chemistry professor at the bachelor’s degree classes, who had the class spellbound by his sonorous voice and scintillating teaching techniques. <br /><br />One common denominator binding all competent teachers is that unfettered passion and unmitigated interest in disseminating the knowledge. Indeed, one can feel that inexplicable joy and ineffable peace in imparting one’s knowledge to others around. <br /><br />It can be of any kind that you wish to impart to your beneficiaries.Some years back, I was at a friend’s boutique, wherein she retails prêt garments, fashioned out by her. A scrawny-looking woman, with bedraggled clothes and disheveled frizzy hair, walked in. <br /><br />Her wizened face was wearing a wan look with a woebegone expression. Presuming her to be an alms-seeker, my friend ferreted out a five-rupee coin from a table drawer that stockpiled sundry haberdashery. Then with a flourish, she tried handing it to the woman.<br /><br />It looked like she was severely mortified by my friend’s supposedly munificent gesture. After remaining clammed-up for a few moments, the woman finally ventured to speak. <br /><br />She said she had come there to learn some sartorial techniques, which she could capitalise on later, to eke out a living. Then she expatiated on how she was leading a hard-scrabble life in austere conditions, grappling with difficulty to run her penury-stricken family.<br /><br />This woman, empowered by my friend, sans fees, has mastered the nuances of designing outfits, to run her own business that has turned into a smashing success. <br /><br />And, my yet another friend, imparted the knowledge of computer programming to her unlettered chauffer, who evinced interest in this field. To this person, for who, the workings of computer was once all gobbledegook, today does good computer-generated animations in his free time!<br /><br />Apparently, the joy one derives in acquiring and imparting knowledge is indeed phenomenal. And, the more knowledge one grabs, the more richer one gets. No wonder it’s said, “Na chora haaryam, na cha raaja haaryam, na bhraathru bhaajyam, na cha bhaarakaari. Vyaye kruthe vardhaath eva nithyam, vidhyadhanam sarvadhana ”. <br /><br />(Knowledge can’t be pilfered, or usurped by the king, or divided among siblings, nor is it cumbersome to carry. It only expands upon expending. So wealth of knowledge is supreme of all wealth). </p>
<p>Even today, I remember some of my teachers, during my school and college days, who, with their edifying qualities, have created that ineffaceable positive impact on my mind. <br /><br /></p>.<p>Like, I remember my maths teacher at school, who carried herself with oodles of poise and panache, besides imparting the knowledge with unimpeachable sincerity and commitment. <br /><br />Also, I remember my super-stylish chemistry professor at the bachelor’s degree classes, who had the class spellbound by his sonorous voice and scintillating teaching techniques. <br /><br />One common denominator binding all competent teachers is that unfettered passion and unmitigated interest in disseminating the knowledge. Indeed, one can feel that inexplicable joy and ineffable peace in imparting one’s knowledge to others around. <br /><br />It can be of any kind that you wish to impart to your beneficiaries.Some years back, I was at a friend’s boutique, wherein she retails prêt garments, fashioned out by her. A scrawny-looking woman, with bedraggled clothes and disheveled frizzy hair, walked in. <br /><br />Her wizened face was wearing a wan look with a woebegone expression. Presuming her to be an alms-seeker, my friend ferreted out a five-rupee coin from a table drawer that stockpiled sundry haberdashery. Then with a flourish, she tried handing it to the woman.<br /><br />It looked like she was severely mortified by my friend’s supposedly munificent gesture. After remaining clammed-up for a few moments, the woman finally ventured to speak. <br /><br />She said she had come there to learn some sartorial techniques, which she could capitalise on later, to eke out a living. Then she expatiated on how she was leading a hard-scrabble life in austere conditions, grappling with difficulty to run her penury-stricken family.<br /><br />This woman, empowered by my friend, sans fees, has mastered the nuances of designing outfits, to run her own business that has turned into a smashing success. <br /><br />And, my yet another friend, imparted the knowledge of computer programming to her unlettered chauffer, who evinced interest in this field. To this person, for who, the workings of computer was once all gobbledegook, today does good computer-generated animations in his free time!<br /><br />Apparently, the joy one derives in acquiring and imparting knowledge is indeed phenomenal. And, the more knowledge one grabs, the more richer one gets. No wonder it’s said, “Na chora haaryam, na cha raaja haaryam, na bhraathru bhaajyam, na cha bhaarakaari. Vyaye kruthe vardhaath eva nithyam, vidhyadhanam sarvadhana ”. <br /><br />(Knowledge can’t be pilfered, or usurped by the king, or divided among siblings, nor is it cumbersome to carry. It only expands upon expending. So wealth of knowledge is supreme of all wealth). </p>
