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He turned and looked at the worn wooden door. “Just one last time.” He promised himself. As his gaze lingered upon it for longer than he intended, he noticed the scant remnants of the faded orange paint on it. “I had done it up myself.” He reminisced. The door, once magnificent and still heavy, was amongst the last of the few existing but fast deteriorating structures of its time.
Shashank, the sole force behind the creation and running of this endeavour, had mixed feelings today. From convincing the village Panchayat to let him clean and use this huge, discarded bungalow to going door-to-door and begging people to send their kids to his make-shift school, he had done it all alone.
Himself a science graduate, he wanted to do his bit to make sure that kids in his village didn’t have to travel to a nearby village everyday to the closest school for basic education, like he had to. From leaking roofs, kids disappearing during sowing and reaping time for helping their parents, rampant health diseases owing to unsanitary conditions to insufficient financial aid to get school supplies, hurdles were aplenty but he crossed them all with his grit and determination.
Fondly called ‘Master’ by everyone, he became a well-known figure in the small cluster of villages in the vicinity. His ambition wasn’t limited to this though. His continued efforts had borne fruit and the orders had finally come through. Not far from here, a Government school was going to come up in his village soon. The first batch of students, his students, would soon join there. While he rejoiced at the thought of their progress, a part of him grieved for the closing down of his own labour of love.
“My child will live on in my memories, forever.” He consoled himself.
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Beautiful take on the prompt, Varsha. A really touching tale.
Thank you so much, Mayuri. ❤
Liked this. So beautifully written and very thoughtful too.
Thank you so much! 🙂
Amazing tale, written so beautifully! 🙂
Thank you. Glad you liked it. 🙂
Very inspiring tale! He was very determined and head strong! 🙂
Inspiring, indeed. Hats off to such selfless and determined people.
Such a beautiful articulation. So beautifully woven. That’s why they words has all the power.
The story is emotional and I wanted it to come out right. Glad you liked it.
OMG just loved ur writing, it’s so touchy that I can feel it
Thanks a lot. 🙂
What a lovely tale of hardwork and dedication. Such teachers deserve all the respect.
Indeed, Payal. Teachers deserve our respect, always.
Such stroies really inspire. Determination can take you long way. You write very beautifully.
Thank you so much, Nisha. Inspiration is all we need and seek out.
So beautifully penned. Life is a phase and each phase has to over once What a person need is a dedicated approach. loved reading it
Phases in life will change and the logical thing is to move on with each one. Thanks for reading, Jiya.
Beautiful tale enjoyed reading it totally thanks for sharing
Thanks for reading. 🙂
Lot of emotions nyc tale and beautifully written????
Thank you, Mahul.
A lovely story woven around the prompt Varsha 🙂
Thank you so much, Meenakshi. 🙂
Such a beautiful tale!! There must be so many such unsung heroes who are toiling to create a secured future.
Such unsung heroes are the ones who put in real efforts for the upliftment of our society with no motive other than serve. Hats off to them!
Beautifully written ! I really liked it.
Thank you so much. 🙂
That so inspiring story Shashank effort indeed open up the door to new world of dreams for the village future Beautifully penned
The village was well on the path of progress due to Shashank’s efforts. New dreams. Thanks, Bushra. 🙂
Beautiful piece of writing.. i just loved this story.. and on such an important topic!
Thanks a lot, Mrinal. 🙂
wow… this was really beautiful. Heartfelt… a 100 people like the narrator leading the way and the world would be in good hands again
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There are some real heroes like them and you are very well highlighting their efforts through your blog, Roshan. They need to be hailed for their work. ????
Beautiful write up. Very touching story. Liked the way you expressed all this.
Thanks a lot, Minakshi. I truly believe that we need to give them the recognition and respect they deserve.
So well written… you are so good with words… loved it!!
Thanks a lot, Deepika.
That was such a wonderful read. You touched me subject so delicately. Wow!!
Thanks for your kind words.
I love your take on the prompt!! The unexpected turns keep us on the edge at all times.
Thank you so much for appreciating.
Beautiful story , loved the way you’ve narrated it!
Thanks a ton, Jhilmil.
Very beautiful tale. Enjoyed very much .
Thanks, Papri.
Beautiful story.. you described it so well
Thanks for your kind words.
Such a beautiful story. Full justice to the prompt.
Glad you liked it, Anchal.
Such people are needed in society. 🙂 Beautiful tale.
A few such people and we will probably be well on our way towards a better future. Thanks, Vinay. 🙂
That is so beautiful, Varsha. What a lovely tale to that prompt.
Thanks a lot, Perfy. 🙂
Wow! Well written, love your blog 🙂
Thanks, Tripti. 🙂
Wow, lovely take on the prompt and very touching story. ????
Thanks for being kind, Disha. 🙂
Inspiring! May we have more like Shashank around us!!
Thanks, Shilpa. With a few Shashanks our country would definitely see a wave of educational development.
So nice that Shashank closed one door for another happiness door. Very brilliantly written for prompt
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Thank a lot, dear. To go ahead in life sometimes we need to close old doors. It is not always bad. 🙂
De javu, this post gives me feeling of I read it already 😉 have you even started coming to my dreams and talk posts now 😛
Lovely take, i read it the day you published but did not leave remarks. As always a lovely brilliant take.