Very often we like to go back to our childhood just to forget the toils of the present day work.
But imagine your work itself giving you an opportunity to work with kids who always cheer you without giving any chance of early burn out.....
Same thing happens with my work too....
Working with children is not just work,its a way of releasing your tensions,forgetting that you are an adult and just being yourself...
I returned to my innocence while working with these two kids at my workplace....
Let me call one of them as "K" and the other "A".
"K" was the first kid i ever worked with. Though he had terrible problems in writing and interacting with people, he had the magic of bringing smile on anybody's face.
It was only three months that i worked with that kid but it made an impression in my mind for the life time.
After those three months we had to say goodbye to each other but i did not know how to make him realize that his sister (as he addressed me) won't be with him there after.
That poor little kid had the idea that he will be meeting me again after 2 months but.....
Looking at the innocence of "K" i did not have the courage to let him know that he will not be seeing his sister anymore.
Talking about "A"...Interaction with "A" was lesser compared to "K". But it influenced me even more."A" had more severe problems than "K". At times he would make me angry and frustrated but it made me like him all the more.
It was only once in a week that i met him but still his way of doing things lingered around all the time.
One fine day i reached my workplace with the thoughts of meeting "A" as it was long time since i had met him.When i arrived at my workplace ultimately i heard someone saying "A"'s parents have shifted to another place without even informing our school authorities.
Tears rolled from my eyes at the first realization of the sentence.
But "A" was gone from here may be never to return back.
This is the irony of life-Children make us return to innocence but sometimes they go out of our lives never to return back.
