I went to meet the principal of the school along with two tutors from Magic Bus India Foundation. As I entered the room, I saw Manohar Sir walk in from the hall. He came wearing a formal shirt and pants on a sunny Saturday afternoon.
We spoke briefly about my intent to work as a Fellow in the government-aided school of Khativali, Maharashtra. After that, I went ahead with my plan to interact with the kids at the Community Learning Center (CLC). CLC was located on the terrace of the Head Master’s house.
What surprised me about this visit was the unexpected invitation to have lunch just as I was about to leave the CLC. Social scientists don’t miss such opportunities for engagement, so I gladly accepted. The home-cooked food was delicious.
That was just the beginning. He helped me finalize my room, supported me with transferring my luggage, and ensured I settled down comfortably at the new place. I became a bit suspicious, I thought maybe he expected some favors in return. Or at the very least, perhaps he would not want me to stand against him in school.
Three months down the line, he retired. I had already left the Khativali school before his retirement due to political issues. Yet, he continued to invite me for meals, treks, and fun. We shared stories freely, without judgment or expectations.
We became friends. Real Friends! We explored different dimensions of life together. He taught me negotiation skills while we walked through the local markets. I offered a Gen Z perspective on things. We discussed students, schools, and systems. We debated over living, love, livelihood, and leisure. Despite our differences, what stood out was the foundation of friendship.
Perhaps it was because we both had a stake in each other. I was trying to understand the mindset of teachers and I found a lens through him. Perhaps he wanted a younger companion to help him relate to his son. In the process, we vibed as best friends.
Now, as I plan to tie things together before concluding my fellowship, he continues to stand by me. This fatherly friend has been my fallback throughout the journey. I hold huge respect and gratitude for him and his family.
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