Teacher

    It had been years I ended my secondary school. It was the place that I spent lots of my time.It was a place that I learnt a new beginning, a path of success started with falling down and able to find strength to stand up again. The memories are the precious treasures that I have . There are friends keep in touch with me. The blissful day that we lived together faded in my mind once a while. A desire to go back to the past time always live in my mind. Needless to say, time we spent together with teachers are the same. Nevertheless, on the face of the clock passing of time registered. we hear it, the hushed of tick-tock sound that breaks the silence and we see it, but often we do not feel it. Each second makes its marks on person's life., come and the goes, the birth and the death, quietly disappearing without any sign. There were teachers that had inked my heart through the time that had past meaningfully.

To be continued.......................