A teacher affects eternity:he can never tell where his influence stops.--Henry Adams--
My Class I and Class II teacher. I can never forget her or the lashing I got from her for forging my father’s signature on the report card, not that my marks were bad but I forgot to get it that fateful day. My friend or rather classmate forged her dad’s signature and got away with it while I managed to do a really bad job that she actually found out and gave me whacks with her cane on my palms.
I decided two things from that day. Never ever even for fun try to forge my dad’s signature (and believe me I haven't till date) and always keep your stuff/ work for the next day ready the previous night itself. That quite explains my paranoia for time.
I decided two things from that day. Never ever even for fun try to forge my dad’s signature (and believe me I haven't till date) and always keep your stuff/ work for the next day ready the previous night itself. That quite explains my paranoia for time.

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