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Reshma Shaikh Miss, was the most beautiful teacher of my crescent life. She was graceful, elegant, distinguished person. Everything about her was royal, her long hair, her dresses, usually full sleeve Punjabi dresses, rich in the gamut of colors. And to top all of this, she had a disarming smile, and she oozed positivity as …
When a person goes to ‘the gym’ regularly, and does ‘the diet’, and follows ‘the program’, there is only one way in which that person’s true success at the gym is recognized, no it’s not measure by the amount of pounds lost, nor by the no packs in the abs, or the waist size, nor …
Ever since I have left school, I have never seen (and probably you would also) a teacher of a knotty subject like mathematics, in a lecture, spending more than half of his time, with both thumbs attached firmly to the belt loops in his jeans. He was the cool dude of the school, for him …
