THE BOY WHO HATED ME
Guru Purnima – The Boy Who Hated Me Guru Purnima: The Boy Who Hated Me Not every student greets you with a smile. Some look right through you. Some challenge your patience. And some, like Charan, teach you what it really means to be a teacher. Charan was in 10th class. Sharp eyes, closed lips, and a wall around him so solid, no lecture could break through. He didn’t respect authority. He didn’t pretend to care. And honestly, I almost gave up on him. One day, after catching him blank during a test, I took away his paper. He looked up and said, “It doesn’t matter, sir. No one cares anyway.” I didn’t shout. I just paused. And that pause changed everything. The Quiet Shift I stopped correcting. I started conversing. A few minutes after class. A small joke here. A question there. Nothing formal. Just presence. He didn’t open up. But he started listening. Looking up. And slowly, responding. The Note On Guru Purnima morning, a peon hande...
