Dear Diary

The emotion sits perched up on that branch of loneliness. Why..?
When everything is there. why do i still feel so alone..

Who created this emotion.. why was it created.. when will it's duty cease..
I feel so lost on this winding road.. i feel so trapped.. i feel so alone..
I need to see a light.. i need to draw a line.. i need to feel a hand.. i need to touch a life..
The essence of contentment is joy..
When do i start searching for this joy if the loneliness keeps following my vessel of life..

I know i have a purpose.. i know there is an end..
It's the step in between fulfillment and hardship that keeps me lagging behind..

There is so much we don't know, there is so much we haven't seen, there is so much we still need to feel..
If this emotion leeches itself so strongly..how will i find my way out..

Is there but a soul out there who can relate..

Teacher by profession.. Mum by choice..

Children are such a blessing indeed. However, there is such a great amount of trust and patience that goes with the challenges of being a mum and an educator. It demands so much of me, literally making me slip into the robe of calmness. The role is ever so difficult.

Very often i get the question of, how do i ever manage with so many kids at school when the parent cannot even handle the little four year old at home. I absolutely don't know..but i have realized that it is easier to handle a child who isn't your own. Somehow, they actually listen to me. 

I must admit that i am fortunate, i have a tendency to attract children wherever i am. I simply love them, they are angels in disguise..literally..