Once while opening box of memories,
I found thousands of stories,
None was so touching, except one
Placed at the bottom of my heart.
The olden days, the golden place,
At your place, I learnt my English phrase,
You are the one who showed me world,
While others taught the rules for fighting world
Looking at you , I found a lot of flaws in me
That flaws won’t let me flee.
Its been years i have left the place(school)
But you are the reason i can fly to many a place ,
Many a time memory covers like moving cloud ,
But these memory heels my pain like a loud
And since now I am writting this,
These memories won’t stop me from crying
If my mother taught me walking,
You showed me the path for moving in life
And to shines like a star
One thing I have in my mind
In life, dont know when I would see you next time,
I would make sure you shall be the reason for my shine.
This is for all the teachers who guided me everytime, i wont say only teacher , its for everyone who helped me and who gave knowledge to fight with world. THANK YOU THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR BEING MY PATH GUIDER.