Teacher

A man once said, 'We all begin to die from the moment we are born...some do it faster than the others. All we can do is make the best of what we have'



He had no regrets in life.

He had made love to the most beautiful girl in the world and then held her child, his only son in his hands and then cried in joy. Danced at his son's wedding with the most beautiful bride in the world and years later , had held his
grandson in those very arms which once held his son.



This time though , he did not cry.
He smiled.

He was on his deathbed when he held the baby and thought, 'someone new is going to replace someone old'

Something that 'is' would become 'was', that he would be relegated to the past tense, just as his grandson had come into being from nothingness.



His son gently took the baby off his trembling hands and said,'Thank you for teaching me the difference between knowledge and knowing',and then opened the door to the outside world .There were three hundred morewaiting outside , who had come
to express their gratitude.

He did not die that night .He was too busy receiving the sea of guests whocame in wave after wave to thank him.

Years later people would swear that the man seemed to be lying fast asleep in his casket with a beatific smile on his face.
Perhaps he was.


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