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In the Tapestry of Existence

In the Tapestry of Existence As I weave my existence into the fabric of time, I acknowledge the mysteries that entwine. Your presence, dear Universe, whispers secrets in my ear, Guiding me through labyrinths, dispelling every fear. With each breath, I embody the paradox of being, Embracing the beauty of impermanence, the freedom of becoming. In this...

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The Legacy of Teaching: Shaping Lives, Shaping the Future

As an educator, my mission extends beyond the mere transfer of knowledge; I aim to nurture students into empathetic, articulate, intelligent, and confident individuals capable of critical thinking and problem-solving. I meticulously design curricula and activities grounded in 21st-century skills, recognizing that education must prepare children not just for exams,...

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Teacher…the nurturer

When sunlight graces the tiny leaves, they wakeWith energy to thrive, their thirst to slake.A gardener's care ensures they bloom and bear,And society reaps the fruits, a gift so rare.This truth extends to children, pure and bright,Whose future blooms in nurturing daylight. The home's courtyard, where young crops first rise,The school,...

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Happiness

I’m a Teacher, My Happiness springs from My Accomplishments

I'm a teacher,My happiness springs from the accomplishments of my students. My sorrows and joys have been largely governed by the smiles and tears of my students. I have wept with tears of Joy at the weddings of former students and have shed tears and held their hands in grief...

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I Think I Grew Up

I think I grew upWhen I foundMy own friends wore perplexing masksto climb rungs of success I think I grew upWhen I discovered religion, race, or colorWere mere excuses for grownupsTo shed blood I think I grew upWhen the chill of deathFroze and disoriented meThen the real search for life's answers began I...

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A Mother’s Guilt

Listen my son as you lie fast asleepGuiltily by your bedside, I creepYou look like an innocent angelWith a smile on your lips and a curl on your cheek I recall in the morning I scolded youFor spilling your food while you ateYou waved goodbye and IFrowned back as I rushed...

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When The Time is Ripe,It Will Rain

Leave some words unspoken If all is said What will remain? Leave some questions unanswered If all is known Life will be a meaningless game Leave some bridges behind If all are burnt Walking on trodden paths is life's bargain Leave some tasks unplanned If all is chalked out, Surprises will rock your frame Leave some roads untraversed If all are trod Crossroads will give...

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Daughter of Life

Daughter of LifeBroke a piece from a DreamWhere,Why,HowThe news reached the ears of the sky Big wings heard the newsLong beaks heard itBlack tongues heard itSharp claws heard it The piece was nakedFragrance itself wore torn clothes Neither heart nor bodyHad any shelter to provide My piece was snatched from meBoth my hands were...

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Crossroads – By Dr. Ritu Dewan

Each step I take I find new crossroads Arms wide open One step And Hundred paths cropping I want to tread them all I love Their experiences and their dreams All seem true A sad yearning envelops me I want to enter into the depths I don't know what I 'll find I see A spark of diai in every stone That every heart has...

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