First teacher of life

Confused mind,  terribly haunted with stupid thoughts, crying, screaming and what not. Well! Its my first day of school. As all of us do in the starting days of our school, for a month or so I did the same  stupid thing. But later, my life took a little turn. . . . . . .

Everyone has their own reasons to not go to school. Even I had, one of the reason was, there was a man oops sorry my "sir" whom I hated because of two reasons, firstly for his villan wala look and secondly, for his corrupt and dirty mind. There was another reason for not going to school was , I was terribly haunted by the subject "English". I don't know why but I used to get scared a lot with the word 'English'. 

However, my life took a little turn when my teacher-cum-guide-cum-wellwisher came into my life. I liked her, actually I love her for her kind loving nature and most importantly because I hated that person my so called "sir" so it automatically made me connect to her. She always guided me towards my dream which was her's also and that is "Dance". It was her dream to become a dancer herself and she wanted me to become the same. I used to take part every year in our annual gathering and perform at least 2 or 3 dances.