Teacher's Pride3 mins 179 3 mins 179
Shalu as usual was busy with her work, helping her mom out in the kitchen, giving the lunch box to her loving husband, attending to her family needs, especially her daughter's online classes amidst her online classes. Overtime, She had learnt to manage it efficiently. She had outgrown herself from a pampered child of her parents to a mature adult.
She always believed in perfection and strived towards it with, of course, creativity at its best. She was well known for her style of accent when it comes to hosting shows at school. She was always handy in helping her teammates at the drop of the hat.
As she used to sleep late in the night, she used to wake up a bit late in the mornings, but would be busy throughout as I mentioned earlier. She used to relax in the bed after dinner. This was her favourite time. This was the time when she used to read out the stories and poems to her daughter from Story Mirror as one of her colleagues had taken to writing. Her daughter, Lakshita, also was very keen to listen to the stories narrated by her mother, Shalu, in a way that, unknowingly, had touched the young child's tender heart.
After putting her daughter to sleep, Shalu would browse through the net for more effective and creative videos that she could include for her class children and after making a note of it, she would then be pulled to bed by her loving husband, whom she adored the most too.
Days passed by when one day out of the blue moon, Lakshita, handled over a sheet to her mom, Shalu. She being busy, had just kept it aside and got busy in her work. Lakshita was taken aback by her mom's behaviour. She went to her grandparents with the paper. They were happy to see that, and they helped her in decorating it.
Lakshita was happy now, at least some one was there to acknowledge her work. She ran to her mother, but as she was busy on a call with her team mates, she came back and slept on the bed without having her dinner. Shalu came back to the kitchen to help her mom in cooking who told her to call Lakshita for dinner. By then, Shalu's husband had also come home.
All of them sat down for dinner while Shalu went to her room to get Lakshita. Shalu felt bad after seeing Lakshita sleeping with a paper in her hand. She scolded herself in her mind for not giving attention to Lakshita. She slowly took the paper and started reading. Tears rolled down her cheeks.
Shalu's husband came to room to call them for dinner and was shocked to see Shalu crying. He wiped her tears and read the paper, which Lakshita had penned down for the first time. She had written her dream of becoming a fashion designer when she grows up and had drawn a beautiful Barbie doll to which her grandparents had helped her to decorate with the lacy cloth making it look even more attractive. He folded the paper and kissed his daughter, Lakshita, and hugged Shalu. He told her that come whatever may they both would work towards fulfilling their daughter's dream. Shalu felt relieved and upon hearing their conversation, Lakshita woke up and felt happy to see both her parents near her and hugged them tightly.
All of them sat together and relished the fried rice, which was Lakshita's favourite too. Shalu couldn't thank enough her colleague who was also a teacher whose stories inspired her daughter, to write down her dream, which was, of course, going to be a reality as promised by her husband.