Happy Teachers Day!
Sharing a poetic piece here that I wrote a few years back and that summed up my life as a 'teacher'. I would wake up at 5 in the morning, wear a saree, leave for school at around 6.45, come back at 3- 3.30 pm and would resume the 'homework' that I would get for myself at home. My days were long, like really long, and my work would never finish.

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It's a common perception that teaching is an 'easy' profession as it's a 'half-day' job. But to the ones who are in it know, IT'S NOT ! The work culture in a school is almost like any corporate, the tasks are high-pressure ones and talk about the workload- there's never an end to it 😉. All the teachers on my list would definitely agree to this.

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Do share in the comments if you could connect with the poem! 🤗
THERE IS NO END TO THIS
Early morning yawn

Evening weariness

Desiring for a cup of tea

Bidding drowsiness

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Getting on to work

With heavy eyes

Hands moving mechanically

Sleeping mind.

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Trying to start the day

Gathering pace

Yawning still

But freshness on face.

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Getting ready

Cooking in haste

Struggling against the clock

Phew! A saree to drape.

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Yearning to reach on time

Leaving breakfast plate

Sighing on knowing

Ah! It's not too late.

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Reaching work

Six hours on toes

Shunting among classrooms

No second to lose!

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That never ending work

Grudging against

Yet doing it with dedication

No time to waste.

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Reaching back

Bag full of work

Time for some homework

Huh! No, it's actually next class'work.

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Yearning for some rest

A desire so great!

Placing the house

Preparing for next day.

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Going to bed

Work still on mind

Trying to catch some sleep

Morning again starts at five.

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Is a teacher's life any different from a student?

Alas! There is no end to this.

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