Meri beti ek din school se ghar aayi to us ke haath mein apni ek class ki grade report thi jise woh lahrati hui aa rahi thi. Kehne lagi, "Papa, mujhe aap se Hispaanvi zaban (Spanish) ke grade ke baare mein baat karni hai." Main pehle hi samajh gaya ke hum kisi museebat mein hain! Us ne bade fakhr se apni baat jaari rakhte hue kaha, "Meri poori class mein sab se behtareen 'D' grade mera aaya hai!" Is se pehle ke woh apne grade ke baare mein baat mukammal karti, main ne dil mein socha ke mujhe is 'D' grade ko fridge ke upar gond se chipka dena chahiye. Aakhir main ek aisi beti ka fakhr se bhara hua baap tha jis ne itne taleemi dabao aur asatiza ki intehai na-ahli ke bawajood yeh kaarnama saranjam diya tha! Us ne mujhe bataya ke class ke tamaam talaba, yahan tak ke zeheen bachon ke bhi bohat bure grade aaye hain. Poori class mein sirf do ek bachon ke 'C' grade aaye hain, aur us ka grade ek darja peechhe yani 'D' hai. Phir us ne mujhe is ki asal wajah batana shuru ki. Kehne lagi, "Papa, asal mein woh naye teacher hain. Woh hamare upar tajrube kar kar ke parhana seekh rahe hain. Papa, aisa lagta hai jaise hum un ke liye nanhe munne bachche hain." Main jitna zyada sunta gaya, mera fakhr utna hi barhta gaya! Wah, kitni mehnati aur jafakash beti hai, jis ne ek na-aamoz teacher ki na-ahli ke bawajood yeh kamyabi hasil ki! Lekin haqeeqat yeh hai ke us dopahar jab main is ki baatein sun raha tha, to mera dil ek gehre dukh se bhar gaya kyunke mujhe is baat ka jhatka laga ke woh koi adakari nahin kar rahi thi. Main ne us ke chehre ki taraf dekha aur mujhe ehsaas hua ke woh jo kuch keh rahi hai, khud is par poora yaqeen rakhti hai. Woh waqai dil se yeh samajh rahi thi ke is mein is ki apni koi ghalti nahin hai. Woh sach much is baat par imaan laye baithi thi ke sara ilzaam sirf aur sirf teacher ka hai. Grade sheet paane aur ghar pahunchne ke darmiyani waqt mein, us ne apne zehan ke andar halaat ki ek aisi tashreeh ghad li thi jis ne is ki apni zimmedari ko is poore manzarname se yaksar ghaib kar diya tha. Woh qalbi shoor se bilkul lachaar aur na-balad ho chuki thi aur dil ke in haqeeqi masaail aur kotahiyon ko dekh hi nahin pa rahi thi jinhein us report ne be-naqab kiya tha. Ab jab main is ki islaah karne baithta, to mujhe kis cheez ka saamna karna parta? Woh apna difa karne par tul jaati. Woh yeh mehsoos karti ke us par bilkul jhoota aur ghalat ilzaam lagaya ja raha hai. Woh ghaliban mujh par yeh dosh dharti ke main is ki baat samajh hi nahin raha aur main is ke saath koi hamdardi nahin rakhta. Woh yeh soch kar hairan hoti ke main ne is ka saath dene ke bajaye teacher ki tarafdari kyun ki? Yeh woh makhsoos halaat hain jin ka saamna hamein apne teen-age bachon ke dilon tak rasai hasil karne ki koshish ke douran rozmarra ki zindagi mein baqaidgi se karna parega.