Lincoln’s Letter to his Son’s Teacher.......a post i have enjoyed the most.......................Hope you will also love this.................................... .with the same thoughts here is the post..........Lincoln’s Letter to his Son’s Teacher........




He will have to learn, I know,
that all men are not just,
all men are not true.
But teach him also that
for every scoundrel there is a hero;
that for every selfish Politician,
there is a dedicated leader…
Teach him for every enemy there is a friend,

Steer him away from envy,
if you can,
teach him the secret of
quiet laughter.

Let him learn early that
the bullies are the easiest to lick…
Teach him, if you can,
the wonder of books…
But also give him quiet time
to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky,
bees in the sun,
and the flowers on a green hillside.

In the school teach him
it is far honourable to fail
than to cheat…
Teach him to have faith
in his own ideas,
even if everyone tells him
they are wrong…
Teach him to be gentle
with gentle people,
and tough with the tough.

Try to give my son
the strength not to follow the crowd
when everyone is getting on the band wagon…
Teach him to listen to all men…
but teach him also to filter
all he hears on a screen of truth,
and take only the good
that comes through.

Teach him if you can,
how to laugh when he is sad…
Teach him there is no shame in tears,
Teach him to scoff at cynics
and to beware of too much sweetness…
Teach him to sell his brawn
and brain to the highest bidders
but never to put a price-tag
on his heart and soul.

Teach him to close his ears
to a howling mob
and to stand and fight
if he thinks he’s right.
Treat him gently,
but do not cuddle him,
because only the test
of fire makes fine steel.

Let him have the courage
to be impatient…
let him have the patience to be brave.
Teach him always
to have sublime faith in himself,
because then he will have
sublime faith in mankind.

This is a big order,
but see what you can do…
He is such a fine little fellow,
my son!

~ Abraham Lincoln

*** this story is just posted not to show how great i am or how weak i am ...........or vice versa.............it is posted because i was writing down some points of my personal life in a forum "Failure............" so thought if i start a new forum it will reach to many more friends and god knows.........who will get the positive points which i wanted to mention that failure is nothing but the foundation of success....."

So here i go with the true story of mine........each word written here is nothing but the truth................

*** I have changed few names

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I was in my tenth class and as it was board exams ........everyone was studying really hard..................but this was the time when cable TV dish antenna was in its introductory age and everyone was just trying to watch the serials and movies and relevant stuff on TV..............And this is my biggest problem that i am addict to things ........................be that any thing to eat any relationship any habit anything................................ .....I started watching the TV day and night and parents did not notice this thing because my room was on top floor and second thing they were thinking that i am responsible enough to make decisions and third thing they were busy with their work.............................so did not notice much.................................... .................I had some teachers in class..........and one teacher was Anil Mehta who was very famous science and english teacher .............and was my teacher from 6th to 9th he was taking tuitions with other teacher who teach mathematics and social science and other subjects......................they had some problems with in their relationship and decided to teach separately with other teachers.....................and i was the one who decided to go with my mathematics teacher...................this decision made my science teacher furious and completely against me..................because i was very popular in school and second thing was very intelligent and this decision can at least influenced the hospital children (my parents are doctor) ......................................

He (my teacher) started comments ......................like i will see when you will get distinction from that teacher..........or likewise things.....................As i have not studied .............I git only 43% marks in examination just barely managed to pass the examination .................and this thing made the science teacher vijay singh chohan so proud that in many mant times with my reference either he insulted the mathematics teacher or me...............I cried a lot...........................But mamma when noticed it she told me very clearly that now there is no benefits of doing all this drama better i concentrate on studies and resit in the September examination..............

As i started my tuition again..........my mathematics teacher was more concerned and .worried about my performance because my performance was his question of his reputation in the area.............as the arguments and challenge between them was hot news of the town............

I worked day and night meanwhile parents wanted me to start my eleventh class also and they wanted me to do that through medical stream ...................but institution denied that......................because of my poor performance in examination...........................so unwillingly i took admission in ARTS stream..........and started my classes........................luckily or unluckily Anil Mehta become lecturer (got promoted from teacher) and my class in charge .....................................The re was not a single class or moment when he has not insulted passed comments in all class when he has not tortured me ......................................I still remember he insulted me in prayer by saying that "He has experience of his complete life and no one gets more than 5% in resit just after 2-3 months of final examination (that time a student was able to sit in all papers now a days i think student can resit in only 1-2 exam papers if i am not wrong) .........

I have not said anything (very few moments in my life i have not questioned the person especially at time like this that how could a person be so cold-blooded, he taught me from 6th class and it was just my decision that i don't want to continue which he made as prestige issue )

And i was the one who was all confused but frankly not even single time i had this feeling that i would not be able to achieve my goals (good marks) or i would be .........I knew i have to work thats all.............and especially when reputation of so many people my respected teacher my parents mine were called into question................

Day and night i worked (never watch any Tv serial .......and even this time parents had full trust on me) ...........I gave my exams studying ARTS also side by side.................my lecturer organised class tests just to disturb my studies........................and to many many other nasty things..........which i could never think to do with my student just because he wanted to change me as teacher........................instead of doing something nasty with someone else sure i would consider the things i have done wrong and try to sort out the issues of my wrong doings ...................

I gave the exam but failed miserably in ARTS exams that was really shock..........................Parents especially papa ji that day said things which sure hurt me a lot knowing everything that why things are happening that way i was completely helpless but i was understanding that why papa has said what he said and how disturb he is.........Mamma who is a very strong woman but very weak when it comes to deal with her children ..........stopped papa ji in between and said that Sukh even before your birth i wanted one of my children to be doctor...............................and i have full faith on you..........but even then the results are not satisfactory and i am having no problems....................to accept that somewhere i was wrong that i put so much faith on you..............I was deeply hurt but she continued she said to papa ji that we should consider our next step either to change my stream from studies to some practical diploma course or vice versa (basically they wanted to know what i think.....why i am doing this and what i wanted to do...................and i was completely helpless and thought to keep quite at that moment of time)

They had meeting with my class in-charge and strangely he said that i should stop studying in eleventh class and should re-enrol in tenth class........................again...... .....that was something which was completely unacceptable to me to my self respect .................................I said clearly to my parents that i will not resit in tenth class...........I have given exams of tenth class and waiting for the results let me see my results (because i had full confidence on me and the way i had given exams)

They agreed and as school did not allow me to sit in eleventh class...................I sat at home waiting for my metric exam results (September one)..............have heard a lot that how the teacher is laughing on me........hoe he is doing nasty things in class and insulting other teacher with my reference and with crap remarks

The day finally came the result was out i got 78% marks............all were shocked................my friends were at home congratulating me...............and wife if my math teacher was so happy that she was not stopping to hug me (ooh my god she was so so happy along with all other family members) i was thanking god again and again..........................

Now question was how to deal with that teacher .........and it was the time i could say a lot of things..........But i decided to talk with him first............I went with my papa ji to his home with sweets..............he was allready aware of the fact and was deeply embarrassed and ashamed of his things...................When we reached his home i gave him the sweets and said............."It was you who forced me to do what i did.............i continued.........(he was thinking i would mention his remarks) but i said................I learnt a lot from you from 6th to 9th and i think because of my strong foundation i did what was impossible (as he said many times).......................and i am thankful to him a lot...........

He was almost crying controlling him feeling sorry for his actions......................but i was not able to see him in that condition but wanted to ask to see my eleventh exam papers also but somehow i just skipped that thing and stood up from chair (papa ji was still talking to him) i said........namaste sir.................and i came out from his home.........................papa ji followed me...............

From that day whenever he see me...............whenever we meet his expressions are like so much Encouraging and favourable................

and this complete issue made me stronger to decide and to think that life is the name of struggle................and failure is a step of a successful life.............