Saying the unsaid.

I met her during the first year of my college. It was my first lecture of Professional Communication and the class was waiting for a new face to introduce us to this fresh subject. After a few minutes the teacher entered the room.

A cute chubby face with a broad smile like a cherry on the cake greeted the class a warm morning. The session went quite well and everyone was relaxed for a change rather than being stressed. The first interaction with her was so good that I longed to sit for the next class.

From being a teacher she became my mentor and guide. The relation started to evolve with time. The formality changed into being friends at times.

She is a keen listener and has a motherly understanding. Always there with a helping hand.Pouring out one’s heart out to her comes naturally because she has such a welcoming nature.

She has a great influence on me. A part of my goodness in me is all because of her. A teacher, a guide, a mother, a friend! She has been everything to me when I wanted. Now we have less of meetings and greetings and no serious doing-the-best-thing sessions (which I surely miss) but that could not make any difference in the bond we share.

On her special day I would like to wish her the best of everything. May the lovely smile never leave that ever young face. Thank you for being there always. ❤

#Happy_birthday_mam! :*

        (One of the best I have *_*)


Echo of goodness.

“Ho! Ho! Ho! But officer you cannot put me behind the bars just like that. I want to see my warrant first.”, Santa said with a snob face.”We are not doing this Santa. Not this time. We saw you breaking the traffic rules. Your reindeers ran like jets. No escaping!”, officer said with full determination.

“Wowhoo! You got to hold it there pal. The girl in your neighborhood? Remember her sweet face?”, Santa said to the officer pointing right to his face.

“Yes, that sweet face wanted her doll badly and I am not heartless like you to make her cry. Had to reach there any how. Please let me free!”, he begged.

“You will have to serve your time for breaking the rules. And stop smoking now.”, the officer was adamant.

After two hours the officer came to check on the prisoner. To his surprise he found a note and a little packing on the bech. He looked for Santa in every corner but he was no where to be found.

The officer opened the lockup and read the note : “Dear friend, I could not spoil that little girl’s day. My sledge came to pick me from the window. You should make it a little wider as I could not fit in easily. You can bring me back from her house after a while if it pleases you. By the way your gift is right infront of you. Merry Christmas!”

Shoving the note in his jacket with a broad smile on his face the officer left the lockup with “The best cop” badge on his chest.