There is a strange, calm solemnity in the cold December air… as if this month gives us a chance to pause and look at life from new angles. In the final pages of the year, we wrap up our decisions, successes, and weaknesses with love… and ignite the light of a new journey in our hearts.
I am a teacher.
Not getting tired, not stopping, not bowing down, not giving up is my identity.*
Education and teaching are my work, my field, my passion, my passion and my obsession.*
The hearts of the nation are the field of my labor and the youth are the thoughts, thoughts, emotions,Changing attitudes, morals and character is my game. I would not accept any other job even for crores. Because *
I am a teacher and I am proud of it.
