That old black diary!

That old black diary
That old black diary remained with me for many years. It was my own private world of loving memories. To another person it just had lists of daily chores to be done, important reminders, names, addresses and telephone numbers but for me it was like reliving a wonderful past.
That diary became a symbol of dedication and integrity for me. It was a reminder for me that in this material world there used to be a soul who cared for others. Whenever my teaching days became too hectic I would get inspiration from that black diary .That diary actually depicted life of an amazing teacher /principal who believed in making positive difference in the lives of students.
That was my father’s diary who served his community for many years as a great teacher and visionary principal of a private school in Pakistan.
I still have that diary with me somewhere in my book shelf but I need to move on. I am thinking of writing my own black diary in comming days.

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Professionally teacher, interested in many topics, loves to write and read.

Posted on March 31, 2009, in Family and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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