The teacher with magical powers and great attitude.

I was obsessed with my thoughts and my perceptions. Everything was either black or white. There wasn't anything in middle. People would seem absurd but not diverse. Only the humans in my category regarding their lifestyle would seem good and normal. All the other variants depending on dress, hairstyle, food choice, or cultural aspects seemed not so vibrant to me. Africans were just black people. Europeans and the Americans were superior beings in many aspects. I wasn't a racist regarding color or religion but didn't consider colors apart from white as beautiful or magnificent. People could be either heterosexual or just the third gender (hermaphrodites). There were transgenders and people with other sexual identities who were alien or defective in my eyes. Girls wearing long dresses were the epitome of goddess and goodness. On the other hand, girls with short tops and tight jeans could be the reason for all sexual frustration or couldn't be religious at all. The mind attested that religion and short dresses couldn't reside together. How awful thoughts those are! I got rid of my mental shackles by the introduction of my favorite teacher whom I met during my university days. His name was Mashrur Shaheed Hossain. What he did was equal to humiliation compared with the collective humiliation by all other teachers. Alongside, he threw in great open-ended questions and molded the theories into magic and magic realism into the present theatrical experience. Never did I think about the demonization of the middle eastern countries by the orients so important.