Parents... a child's first teachers, first friends, best guides, mentors, real confidantes, saviours and all that you ever need in life. With changing times, people are forgetting the importance of parents in their lives. The reason for a person's success has its roots in their parents.... I got hold of this picture somewhere and it describes best the contribution of parents in a person's success:
This is
so aptly put! I chose Teachers' Day (5th September) to write about parents.
Teachers' Day in India is celebrated on the birth anniversary of the second President of India, academic
philosopher Dr. Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan.
When he became the President, some of his students and
friends requested him to allow them to celebrate his birthday. He replied,
"Instead of celebrating my birthday, it would be my proud privilege if 5
September is observed as Teachers' Day"
His birthday has since been celebrated as Teachers' Day in
India - Wikipedia
India is progressing but the family values are deteriorating... 'Padhega India tabhi to badhega India' (India will progress if India is educated) ... a tagline being used a little too often sounds hollow when I look at the state of the old people (not all but a large number!). I believe education should build your character, should enrich you with values and make you more empathetic. In contrast, the educated youth (again... not all but a large number!) take false pride in being educated and think anyone else who is not as educated (or not as educated as they are) is inferior to them... be it their parents! They forget that it is their parents who provided for their education. Such people are always complaining that their parents did not provide for something or the other during their childhood and they would provide a better upbringing to their children. I pity such educated people!
I wish more people realised this!! |
Oh! and for all those who believe that parents can't be your friends, remember when you could not even speak, your mother played peek-a-boo with you. When you grew up a little, your father played stupid games with you when he returned from a hectic day at work. When you started going to school, they listened to endless repeated stories about your school and teachers and friends. Those were your first friends and probably the only ones who will last!
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