Kalam and Ram were best friends in school but one day a teacher separated them. A touching story about how everyone learned a lesson.
Kalam and Ram were best friends in school but one day a teacher separated them. A touching story about how everyone learned a lesson.
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A Lesson for my Teacher
I lived on the Mosque Street in Rameswaram,
a city
famous for its Shiva temple.
famous for its Shiva temple.
Every evening
on my way home from the mosque,
I would linger near the temple.
I always
felt like a stranger here
as the temple goers
stared suspiciously at me.
They probably wondered
what a Muslim boy
was doing in front of a temple.
The truth was that
I loved to listen to the rhythmic
chanting of the mantras,
though I never understood a word.
There was
a strange magic in them.
Of course, something else led me there.
My best friend, Ramanadha Sastry,
was the son of the head priest.
He sat beside his father at this hour,
reciting hymns.
Ram would steal
a smiling glance at me from time to time.
At school, Ram and I
always sat together on the first bench
of our classroom.
We were like brothers.
However, being a Hindu priest's son,
he wore a sacred thread,
while my white cap marked me as a Muslim.
One day, when we were in the fifth standard,
a new teacher
came to our class.
He looked strict.
He went around the class
tapping his cane on his palm
And
stopped before us.
“You, the one in the white cap.
How dare you
sit beside the temple priest’s son!”
He shouted, “Go
sit on the last bench.”
I felt hurt.
With tears in my eyes,
I picked up my books
and shifted to the last row.
Ram and I
wept together silently after school.
We thought
we would not be allowed to be friends anymore.
When I reached home that day
my father looked at me
and asked,
“Were you crying...
what’s wrong son?”
I recounted the whole incident to my father
while Ram also told his family
the same story.
Early the next morning
Ram came running
to our house and said
“Father has asked you
to come to our house immediately.”
I was terrified.
I thought
I was in for some more trouble.
We hurried back to Ram's house.
My heart skipped a beat
when I saw
our new teacher standing there.
“In the light of our discussion,
apologise to Kalam here,”
said Ram’s father with a stern face.
I could not believe what I had just heard!
The head priest was asking the teacher
to apologise to me?
“No child is less than another in God’s eyes.
It is your duty as a teacher
to help students
live in harmony
in spite of the differences in their background.
You can
no longer teach in this school,” he said.
Our teacher immediately
asked me to forgive him.
He hugged me and said,
“I am sorry, Kalam,
I have learnt
an important lesson in life today.”
Ram’s father saw
that the teacher
sincerely regretted his behavior
and
permitted him to continue teaching.
From that day on, Ram and I
sat together proudly on the front bench.
We have remained the best of friends ever since.
Story: APJ Abdul Kalam with Arun Tiwari
Story Adaptation: Ananya Parthibhan
Illustrations: Deepta Nangia
Music: Acoustrics (Students of AR Rahaman)
Translation: Madhu B Joshi
Narration: Babla Kochhar
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