There was once a teacher living in a small village. His teachings were simple:
Love and be Joyful
People had deep respect for him and adored him very much. The village had transformed into a heaven under his moral guidance. People helped each other, treated each other with equality and respect. There was brotherhood all around.
One day …
The teacher died. His time was over, his body was no longer suitable to live and he left. People were sad. They were depressed and hurt by his demise.
They took a vow to celebrate such a great man’s birthday every year with a holiday.
Years passed. The man who kept the thread of fraternity was no more available to keep that thread alive. People forgot the thread. They forgot love. They forgot equality. They forgot respect. They forgot Joyfulness.
But they didn’t forget the teacher. They promptly celebrated his birthday every year. They even made sure every organization and school declares holiday during his birthday.
They love the Teacher every year during his birthday. But they forget the teachings to love the person right next to them.
Who is important? The Teacher or his Teachings? It can’t be both.
Tagged: Equality, Fraternity, Joy, Love, Respect, Teacher, Teachings
So long as it was just the students and teacher, it was fine. These days there are too many monitors and headboys and headgirls in school……
Everyone is a student and Everyone is a teacher.
so true..like mayawati n rahul gandhi r fighting to garland Ambedkar today but no one remembers his teachings.
Ironic isn’t it!
Neither, if you are talking about Ambedkar. Neither he nor his teachings need to be remembered.
Should I talk about Ambedkar or anyone else? what is really important? To talk about the Banana peel or the fruit inside?
Not sure if you are talking about anyone in particular. If not, in a generic sense, I would think it is the teachings that are more important than the teacher himself. Take the case of Shankaracharya, Ramanuja or Buddha – we remember them to-day only for their teachings, and I think it is fine to not remember them & celebrate their birth or death anniversaries, as long as we understand and follow their teachings. I am positive that is what every true teacher would want to, not that he should be remembered but his teachings. My 2 cents.
Exactly A-Kay. You said it with some nice time tested analogies. They have set great examples for mankind. It is the teachings that remain. Your 2 cents are worth 2 million.
We should send the people who remember the teacher but not his teachings to Antarctica. On a raft made of wood from the thousands of trees cut to make way for the billion statues of the teacher.
Without any oar.
Ha ha, don’t be with so much anger. As long as you understand the folly, then the puppets will learn that their drama is of no use to intelligent people.
There is a teacher in everyone of us !
Everyone is a teacher and Everyone is a student.
Everyone – and Everything – could be a teacher: only if you let it. The question is, how big a student are you* to be able to learn from any one, big or small?
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* [By "you" I mean a generic you / "one"]
thankss admınn
The teachings.
I remember the virtues that I learnt in junior/primary school. Don’t remember who taught them.