My persistent engrossment
on the falling rain reminds me of my predicament in the last official class of
my favorite professor.
We
genuinely miss what benefits us, or what we are addicted to. While shutting
down the laptop of my revered professor, I suffered trembling and emotions trickled
down my cheeks.
The
learning that used to transpire will be profoundly missed. My inquisitiveness
to learn, from a professor of superior intellect and academic excellence is
what struck my minds and hearts emotional chord.
A
Professor’s ability in motivating and shipping knowledge acts as an ingredient
of change in a student’s life. My nirvana state of mind was shattered, when I
realized that this period of time has inevitably kissed the conclusion, it was psychologically
disturbing and painful too. The intellectual pleasure that I used to derive out
of such interactions, nonetheless, will not be fascinating my discernment
anymore – I’ll miss the sprinkling elixir of life that used to sprang out of
the well of knowledge.
May
Almighty Allah Bless our pedagogues with good health and further their
knowledge. Ameen!
By Yasir Reshi
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