Pandit ji : My Sanskrit Teacher

By virtue of getting the highest marks in the fifth standard, I had been designated as the Monitor of the sixth standard.

My job was to discipline the class during the interregnum between the two sessions and hand over the list of the miscreant students to the teacher taking the next session.

In those days, my school used to have a teacher exclusively for teaching Sanskrit. He was popularly called Pandit ji by one and all.

Looking to my interest in language subjects, particularly Sanskrit, Pandit ji used to ask me to teach my colleagues on his behalf in his absence. He had immense faith in my ability.

There was a student, Shyam Babu in my class. He was from a wealthy family. His father was the supplier of tyres, tubes and other leather products. I envied him his affluence and his popularity among girls, despite the fact that I was the Monitor.

I started naming and shaming him. By including his name in every class of Pandit ji, I used to derive a sadistic pleasure when he would stand up on the chair or outside the class, as punishment inflicted by Pandit ji.

After three or four days in a row, Pandit ji called his elder brother, Ram Babu, who was also studying in the same school in the eleventh standard. He retorted that I was not fair in reporting Shyam Babu’s name. Pandit ji immediately cut him short,

“I know this chap, he can’t lie. Better you ask your brother to behave properly in the class.”

Pandit ji after the session called me in the staff room to say just one sentence,

“A good monitor is one who doesn’t submit lists of names, but one who enlists the support and confidence of all colleagues.”

These two sentences jolted me somewhere within me. I felt guilty that my behaviour was nothing but the betrayal of the trust imposed by Pandit ji. From then onward, I never spoke a lie, unless it was very necessary.

I saw a radical change in myself thereafter to prove that I was the Mass Monitor, not the Class Monitor. That was the first learning for team spirit, that came handy throughout my life. I was adjudged the best Monitor of the school consecutively for three years.

In retrospect, I feel that had I not come across such real teachers, I would not have been what I’m today. An education has no meaning if it doesn’t make you learn what is humanity and what is brotherhood.

Today on the 5th October, on the occasion of World Teacher’s Day, I pay my tributes once again to my great teachers, who had been instrumental in shaping my behaviour.

Taking A Shape

In India, this Day is celebrated on the 5th September in the memory of Dr Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan, the first Vice President of India, who was born on September 5, 1888. On that occasion also this year, I had shared some characteristics of a few “Memorable Teachers”.

–Kaushal Kishore


  1. You have added to my wonderful collection of influential teaches which I want to turn into a post,
    with your name included as an amazing teacher and the source of my collection.

    This post is both brilliant and inspiring!!

    Thank you, Kaushal!!


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    1. I’m humbled, Joanna. I express my deep sense of gratitude to you for your overwhelming support and encouragement.
      But I’m a banker, not teacher. I have always been a student and still I’m.
      Thank you so much!


      1. You are the teacher to us, your readers, as we all learn so much from you, Kaushal, banking is your profession, teaching is your destiny!!
        It is true we should be learning all life, and that is why I am your follower!

        Thank you!


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      2. I’m deeply touched by your generous praise, Joanna. It’s your nobility and kindness. And yes, I’m also your follower. Thank you!!


  2. You have this excellent ability to express your memories and experiences in a wonderful way.
    Can know what all happened during those days. Similar things happened with me.
    I then go back to my days. Try to remember specific events.
    Thank you so much for sharing this ☺️🙏

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    1. Thank you, Arun ji for your encouraging words and sharing your own experiences. Such things happen with almost everybody. Oy thing is to recall and put the same in black and white.


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