S0METHING I LOOK AT-157 In memory of my beloved teacher Abhilash Chandra Nayak on his 26th death anniversary In me You inculcated the interest To read English In me You created the urge to write in English From you What I Require From Life was the first lesson I received You changed my priorities Changed my attitude towards life Changed my passion and Poetry became my obsession During my long period of unemployment When everybody lost interest in me You told my niece ' Go and tell your uncle not to lose hope, For him, the sky is the limit' Your astrology and faith in me Stood the test of time And proved many wrong including me. Your love for English literature Few can fathom Still, fewer can feel your love For the students you reared Like your son. Very few can match your English The way you captivated your students Steered many to perfection. Because of u and our headmaster, the students of Our heritage school are proficient in English, Nowhere face defeat, all are so accomplished In your subject, Because of your dedicated spirit. By your grace I am in literature Reading and writing Whenever I get time To satisfy the urge Delicately planted in me Long back when I was at your feet But do not know Where do I stand? My beloved teacher is not with me To tell me where I erred What to do, what not to To guide me to reach a destination and experience A consciousness, So higher, so richer. Time has changed People have changed But your love and blessings For your students remained the same Remained the same respect and adoration of the Students you schooled and groomed For whom you still matter Who fondly remember How you sacrificed your pleasure A lucrative career for them In an age when people only obsessed With themselves Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty S0METHING I LOOK AT-157 In memory of my beloved teacher Abhilash Chandra Nayak on his 26th death anniversary In me You inculcated the interest To read English
