PGP2, Semester 6 and the Time of my life.

'I'm leaving on a jetplane. Don't know when I'll be back again.

Oh babe, I hate to go...."

As I sit in my office, my day's work done. The papers checked, assignments reviewed, final grades submitted. I sit back contentedly and reminisce the beautiful days gone by.

The sun is streaming through my office window, the time is 5:30pm, and there is a lovely evening breeze outside. A flowering tree smiles into my view, spreading its branches to hug me and say hello.

30 sessions with the brightest of the bright. Those friendly faces smile back at me, every time I think about them. IIM has given me so much more than just the learning experience - some wonderful friendships, the warmth of being respected and loved. What more can one ask for.

It is a pleasure to teach a bright energetic bunch of youngsters, the sharpest of minds, most eager and full of wit. There is this amazing connect with my students. I share my experiences with them and enjoy the vibrant discussion that follows. I feel proud when my students do well and achieve. A sense of belonging, a desire to help them in their endeavors and an ethereal sort of satisfaction when I see them appreciating a new point of view.

I have started to understand the power and value of the relationship between the teacher and the taught. Education is a gift, and we are fortunate to have had access to the best temples of learning. I now have a chance to give back to my country some of what I have learnt as well. This experience will my most cherished for a long time to come.

"And so I taught them, and I tried to make them happy. I was their playmate, their companion. I shared their life, and I felt that I was the biggest child of the party" - Rabindranath Tagore, on Shantiniketan.