Uriel was a multifaceted personality. He could stab with words, sting like Mike Tyson, and distort reality charmingly with the precision of a gifted cartoonist. He was sedate now and passionate the next moment. He could don the mantle of a carpenter, a plumber, or a mechanic, as situation demanded. He ran a school in Shillong in those days when I was there. That’s how I landed in the magic circle of his friendship. He made me a gargoyle. Gradually. When the refined side of human civilisation shaped magnificent castles and cathedrals, the darker side of the same homo sapiens gave birth to gargoyles. These grotesque shapes were erected on those beautiful works of architecture as if to prove that there is no human genius without a dash of perversion. In many parts of India, some such repulsive shape is placed in a prominent place of great edifices with the intention of warding off evil or, more commonly, the evil eye. I was Uriel’s gargoyle for warding off the evil eye from his sc
Wow..That is so intense and I really have no words..It teaches so many things in this 3 simple sentence..hats off to you Sir.. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Harsha. You give me some kind of a reassurance.
DeleteTouche!
ReplyDeleteTouch, let me say!
DeleteYou better ask the teacher to send that student to me, i promise he will spend rest of his lyf in bending position.
ReplyDeleteHa ha ha
DeleteFunny and sad.
ReplyDeleteTeaching has become a ridiculous profession, Sid.
DeleteIts the devoted nature of a human which makes him/her a teacher. Now a days ask students want to become an engineer , doctor, CA and what not but teacher. And unfortunately these fellows blame teachers !
ReplyDeleteThe system is responsible for it to a large extent. Students are given too much liberty and too many rights without making them aware of their responsibilities and duties. Teachers do more work nowadays than students!
DeleteSo precise and intense ! the actual scenario :-(
ReplyDeleteYes, it is actual! But i must not forget that there are many, many wonderful students too as a consolation for the teacher.
DeleteOh that was a lump in d throat tale....excellent writing there
ReplyDeleteSociety makes th tales, Ritesh.
DeleteWhat to say about today's students! And now I am sounding like a very very old lady :D
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