The Magic of a Classroom Through a Five-Year-Old’s Eyes

What you see in the picture is five-year-old me in the cape. The woman in the purple saree is my aunt—my mother’s younger cousin—standing in her classroom, teaching her students.

That day, I accompanied her to school, and I was completely in awe of her presence—the quiet authority she held, and the way her students looked up to her. In that moment, something shifted within me. I decided what I wanted to be. I, too, wanted that same magical influence. I wanted to be a teacher, just like Rama Masi.

As I grew up, I often taught my imaginary students—long before I began teaching real ones. Later, I pursued a Master’s in Counselling and Family Therapy and completed a teacher training course. Today, I conduct workshops for teachers, carrying forward that early spark of inspiration. 𐦂𖨆𐀪𖠋