It was the nicest, cutest little thing. I went to my sophomore section B class at 12 noon. They were waiting for the arrival of some key elements. Shahab Saheb also dropped in, and so did Mr. Zafar Qasim. Students gathered around as we chatted very informally and cordially. Some other faculty members couldnt or didnt come. They missed it. Then the cake arrived which was stopped at the gate by security (no surprises). There was comment about the security person at the gate boasting about being a special services group guy while my fellow faculty member Anita asked them to clear it in.
All this while, there was a knife in front of me, and we were joking about hypothetical scenarios about it. Then, the knife was put to the cake and I cut out two pieces from it. The students were impressed by my expertise. Well, two and a half years, cooking and what not, in the US didnt go to waste. I still remember those days and I loved cooking. I just hope no one tells my in-laws to be, whoever and wherever they are, otherwise, my wife to be would have frequent headaches asking her better half to cook instead.
Anyway, the ladies did the rest of the honors to the cake. Oh, and it was also the birthday for one of my students, and she sliced the cake, too while we wished her happy birthday. We ate the cake, there were photos taken. Then the biggest and sweetest bouquet that I have ever been given was presented to me and I was touched. Then another nice and pretty bouquet was given to me by some other students and I appreciated their gesture, too. As I carried them over to my lab, I was spotted by many people, I'm sure they'd been envious, and why shouldnt they, as not everyone gets so much loving and caring. As for me, I dont know what I did to deserve it. I wonder what I ever did to deserve a lot of other things I've earned in life, and the pointer always points to the never ending prayers that my parents, my friends and my students give to me selflessly.
I brought the bouquets back to my place and photographed them to save and cherish the memory forever. I'll upload them soon. So, thank you everyone for this gesture of your love. I couldnt repay you for your feelings, actions and words for me.
Oh, and I was also asked to say how I felt, but I had already decided to save the emotional speech for the last class. I just hope teardops dont break the dam. So, my students, wait till Saturday morning. I love you all, and pray and await for your successes in life.
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