HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY

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 कुछ साल पहले की बात है. हम चंडीगढ़ सब्ज़ी मंडी में सब्ज़ी ख़रीद रहे थे.  गोभी ख़रीदते हुए एक सरदार जी सब्ज़ी वाले से पूछ बैठे, कहाँ के हो. उसने गाँव का नाम बताया तो सरदार जी ने ख़ुशी ख़ुशी अपनी पत्नी की तरफ़ इशारा किया: अरे, ये वहीं तो पढ़ाती हैं, —— school में!


सब्ज़ी वाला भी खुश हो गया. पता लगा, वो भी उसी स्कूल मे पढ़ा है, कुछ साल पहले. सब्ज़ियाँ तौलते हुए वो उनके साथ पुराने teachers और school की बातें करने लगा.

उनकी आत्मीय बातें सुनते हुए हमने गोभी ख़रीदी और पैसे देकर चल दिए. जाते हुए मैंने देखा, जब सरदार जी पैसे निकाल कर देने लगे तो सब्ज़ी वाले ने कहा: “ तुसी रैण दो  ( आप रहने दो) . मैडम जी हैं हमारे !”

सरदार जी पैसे देने की ज़िद कर रहे थे, और मैं मुस्कुरा रही थी, एक ex-student का अपने school के लिए इतना प्यारा gesture देख कर !


HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY TO ALL

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