When I met her....

Don't find yourself turned on with the titles my dear reader. There are no surprises in here. I just wanted to attract you out of this title. I went to the railway station yesterday to book my tickets for a interview scheduled earlier next week. I met a woman whom I already met somewhere. It took me sometime to recognise that it was my Hindi teacher. Oh my God! yes! She was my Hindi teacher Ms. Prema. I kept staring at her since she has grown old and was scared that whether she would recognise me. The ticket queue system is one where unit to move in a line which is serpentine and you have too keep displacing your positions based upon your turn. Actually you have seats in the line. Since it is a serpentine one, she came near me on the other side of the line. I decided not to talk with her assuming that she would have forgotten me. She turned to me and asked:
Son did you study at Carmel?

I was shocked. She remembers me. I told yes. She asked what I was doing now. We were able to talk for very few moments. I had to move further in the queue. Later after the purchase of my ticket, I went to her to bid goodbye.
She asked me whether I have got placed. I told her that I have got a good job by God's grace and that I am trying for better options.
She told me God Bless you my son.
I couldn't hide my happiness and I thanked her a lot. She asked me

Your name is Sriram right?

Oh my God! She remembers my name too!!!!(At least a half of it!!) I was so happy that I coudn't resist talking with her. Since I had to leave, I thanked her once again. I was very happy yesterday and later when I told my mom, she told me that thats the gift of a teacher. They love all their students and try to remember throughout the life. I am quite nostalgic since then and I am not able to forget Ms. Prema. Wish her blessings continue. I have had the pleasure of being with the best teacher in the world...........