They ask me how it feels
the day after
Does it hurt?
do you miss it all?
The routine. the role,
the camaraderie
the feel of belonging.
The burden, the deadlines.
The young minds – impressionable
the puzzled frown
the joy of the idea
the starry excitement
the faces volatile as knowledge unfolds
Do I miss all that?
Strangely enough, no.
Didn’t I love it all?
I ask myself.
Where, then, are the pangs?
Ripeness is all.
Stoicism born of a second lease of life !
Life -
to be celebrated
till the last breath
Every change brings a new horizon
So, how does it feel
the day after?
Serene as I scan the new skies
words falling around me like pleasant showers
‘you gave better than your best, mom’.
‘really m'am, we are proud to be your kids - we treasure your classes – sorry if we let you down – thank you’
What more can I ask?
you are really blessed.. n I'm glad for you! :)
ReplyDeleteSomeone resigned?
ReplyDeleteJust trying to understand verses. I never do usually!
@ms cris
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hey not resigned..retired!!!!!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteAll the best for your new ventures!
@ usha
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@jimmy & amala
thanks-for the compliment and wishes.
u guys get time yo read blogs?!:-))
I make time for this blog.... Got addicted to Molly aunty stories when I was a kid :-D
ReplyDelete@ amala
ReplyDeleteflattered ,dear niece:-))