What have you done in honour of your teachers? Said my husband who always took pride wearing his Teacher’s Hat among his other Hats.
Well, nothing because none of my teachers are in Chennai, I said.
That’s only an excuse because there are umpteen ways of greeting your mentors, he sounded annoyed.
O.K.What do you suggest ? Shall I Greet them over phone or send a mail? I asked.
Neither because both appear very impersonal to me, he chuckled.
I have a bright idea, he said excitedly after racking his brains.
What’s that? I said looking eagerly at him.
Answer whatever I ask truthfully and honestly before I spell out my idea, he said.
Go ahead, I prompted.
Who taught you not to have your foot in your mouth?
No one, I said.
Who taught you not to be extravagant ?
None, I said.
Who taught you to be time conscious?
NONE,NONE ,NONE, I literally screamed.
Who taught you to lie?
YOU, I said stressing on the monosyllable.Now, let me ask you a question, I said stressing on me.
Go ahead, said my husband upset. Since you are the only teacher who appears to be accessible to me, how do you want me to greet you to celebrate the occasion? I asked appearing serious.
There was no answer!