Pursuit !!

And, not everyday do you get an opportunity to do something you liked doing, not everyday does work seem interesting and not everyday do you get mails from your corporate office asking you to volunteer for a cause you believe in.
I had always loved teaching, tutoring kids and helping them in their academic pursuits. In fact, I had always secretly treasured the idea of being a teacher someday.

It was my pursuit of happiness that led me there, into teaching and into volunteering earlier, I thank my counselor for helping me, enabling me back then: I would go and teach slum children, they would teach me too: to live, to hope and to stay happy, to seek and find happiness in everything that came along. Life had been a great teacher, they too were; in them I had found my way out of the turmoil.

And, to experience the same bliss again: I would trade anything for it, to be amongst people who in many ways are more privileged than we assume them to actually be, not everything in life can judged on the basis of all things material, there are things which are infact far greater; and of greater good.

A person had once written about the ordeals the slum children face, the kind of everyday struggle they go through, I had then given her my perspective on the same, my firsthand experience of being there amongst them. As, I write this, I can well visualise myself, those were hard times and those were good times too. A conversation over coffee, on stuff that mattered and had to be documented; I am glad that She did, and as I set out to experience the bliss allover again: I know to myself that I’ll document it this time around.