To my teacher... My guide and Confidant
On my to and from office I spend most of the time in Cab catching up on the lost time , be it reading or with Music and somehow for the past week or two I've found my thoughts drifting time and again to the same subject. It's been 4 years since I moved out of the Law School but somehow it seems only yesterday that Tania and I had walked into the Principlal's room to take a picture or two with her. finding her busy we decided to do what we've always done best... pull a smart one . We got this picture taken o the 2 o us pretending we'd been given a good, well deserved dress down by her. But if truth be told it was any thing but that. One of the very few mentors I could have asked for who left her foot prints so embedded in my memory that no matter what, I find it hard to forget all that she's done for me . Taking care of me like a mother when I was sick, lifting me up when I'd fallen and above all never judging me , no matter what I did. I'd always ...