I have told you about my friend Anoop Mohan with whom I used to dream. He was my classmate in eleventh and twelfth grades at Kendriya Vidyalaya NAD Aluva. We used to discuss our dreams even while the classes were going on. I used to dream about being a great engineer who would make an invention every year and who would be a visiting faculty to IIT. I also dreamt a lot about establishing a bionics research lab in India… Don’t think I dreamt small scale. I dreamt of a research lab which would be one of the tallest sky scrapers in the world. I must not forget to mention that I also used to dream about motivating students to take up research and to make India a super power.
One day our chemistry sir caught us talking while he was taking class. “What did I just taught now??” He asked.
Well his question was too simple. We stared at the black board and tried to search for a word which could give us a clue on what was going on. Then I saw glucose structure on board. “Glucose is……,” I didn’t know what to tell. I looked at Anoop. His face was as if he was in cold water for hours. “Sorry sir,”I said. Teacher just smiled and asked us to sit. I wanted to tell him “Sir, I was not listening… but it was not because we don’t like your class. But because we loved our dreams more..” I can now understand how deeply it can would a teacher. Now, I feel like apologising him. I am sure he had forgiven us that day itself. He was a great teacher. But we were not deserving to be his students.He knew us better than what we knew of ourselves.
Well. our favourite place for dreaming was not class though. You must be wondering why.. simple!!! Disturbances!! So we used to dream sitting under a tree near the play ground when all others enjoyed football or cricket… Hmm…. What I learnt from those days is a simple lesson…. “Dream if you have to be happy irrespective of whether you are capable of achieving it or not. Dream because your dreams deserve your attention”….