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THE TEACHER

Experience is life
Life is the best teacher
Sometimes ,a teacher we rather never encounter
If we do, we pray we never remember
The teacher who shapes our fears and desires
A teacher whose lessons are knit to our knowledge and emotions
A teacher one would always guide but will pay in guidance

I have lived and have learnt my lessons
And more lessons are yet to come
Ever convinced that what heaven has in store is unknown
There is something i am utterly oblivious of but is crafting my destiny
An act in motion beyond my plan that is shaping tomorrow

There is a person I completely do not understand why he is held back
But i have seen that the teacher has not taught me much
And it is indeed kindness that i should not learn all there is in life
For the lesson are deep and not all of them are beautiful

The  lessons that the teacher teaches all are, kindness, humility and love
They are all that are truly our portion

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