The teacher in me cries
I am a teacher by profession. Labelled officially as "Assistant Professor" in a reputed Engineering college in the southern state of India. My mother was a teacher in a school and it was her passion that kindled in me the love for teaching that ultimately led me here, leaving behind my well paid job in the industry. Its around 8 years since I left the industry and five years since I took up my new profession with the initial three years that I took for moulding myself into the new ME. After all these years, I just reached a conclusion. I am not happy being this. The teacher in me cries out loud on seeing the pathetic situation that engulfs me. I can't stand it any longer. Here, I find only the run for existence, where the teacher's job is not to teach.. but to hunt for students before the new academic year begins. The funniest fact is that the hunt doesn't usually end with the new year but it lasts for the entire time. When you get the fresh batch of student...