In our child-like innocence, we worshipped in you the light beautiful,
You goaded us, disciplined us, making us learn things awesome and wonderful;
Admiring and amazed, we were like wet clay in the hands of expert potters,
Clinging to you for mind’s nourishment and support, like your very own sons and daughters.
Part of 1969 batch, Central School, Mathura (UP)
In our coming of age phase, you taught us to enjoy our freedom with responsibility,
Made us crunch complicated aphorisms and equations, keeping up our mental agility;
You had a tireless step so difficult to keep up with, our nature weary of concepts too great,
Prisoners of our human limitations, searching for livelihood, theoretical equations we did hate.
1974 batch, Delhi University, Department of Physics
As we blossomed further, we found you to be friends, philosophers and guides,
At times we misbehaved but you continued exhorting us to explore unchartered waters and tides;
You were close to our hearts, yet distant, objective and impartial, difficult to comprehend,
Pushing us towards aims we could start understanding only when our association was about to end.
1975 and 1976 batches, UBS, Panjab University, Chandigarh
We explored new frontiers of music, dance, drama and elocution,
Hobnobbing with celebrities, we learnt the art of event execution;
The City Beautiful had seasons in which our romantic thoughts easily led to transient infatuations,
Acquiring everlasting friendships, we braced to enter the business world to handle real situations.
A friend, philosopher and guide, circa 1994
RIP, 2018
Some of us chose the challenges of entrepreneurship; some enriched the civil services archives,
Most of us crafted highly successful careers, adding value to our organizations, as also to our lives;
You were the platform from where we, like Jonathan Livingston Seagull, soared in the sky azure,
We continue to hold aloft the ideals and values learnt from you, our love and regards certainly pure.
ashokbhatia 
very nice!!
Shruti
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Thank you!
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Really beautiful 🙂
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Glad you liked it.
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How could it be otherwise? 🙂
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Dear Sir,
A very beautifully crafted ode reflecting your feelings for the teachers.
Poetry flows from sincerity of thoughts and feelings. It looses it’s rhythm in artificial realms of expression. The tranquil flow of the ode talks of authenticity of your emotions.
Your heartfelt shall reach every soul you dedicate this ode to, sir. And would stir the conscience of those who read it towards understanding the secrets that create the bond between a teacher and a student.
Regards
Vivek
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Thank you, Vivek. You have captured the creative process so very well!
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Reblogged this on ashokbhatia and commented:
As the 40th anniversary get together of the UBS batch of 1976 winds up in Chandigarh today, it is time to refresh our umbilical cord with the Alma Mater!
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very nice one
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Thank you, Mr Manjunath.
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Beautiful. .I love all pix
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Thank you!
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Teachers are unforgettable. We bow down in respects and feel that bonding continues
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True!
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Beautifully expressed, rememebering teachers who did not just teach the curriculum but nourished the all round development of their students!
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Thank you for your generous comment.
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