Gp* Poem by Abhinit Chute (abz)

We, lame INTELLIGENT MINDS, could not even crawl,
You called us in our Gurukul, our Dear IT-HALL..
You took our responsibility & began to improve us
You cleaned our heads to wipe negativity through us..

Delighted by your aura, you bring, as you'd enter..
Our eyes were limited to board with you at the centre..
And the board was always a MESMERISING sight,
Beautifully presented with red, purple, white..

You made us enjoy subject with the PPs you brought,
You clarified our VISION with the OPTICS you taught..
With a flash you'd receive the flaws that were there,
'Something is wrong with you; you need to take care! '

You corrected us with the steps that you'd taken,
And showed us the correct things to be reckoned..
Blessed of your shadow, we were protected by an armor,
In the stormy difficulties, you always kept us warmer..

You stood behind us every now and then,
You imbibed in us qualities, we never noticed when,
You gifted us with the best gifts ever gifted,
Thank you for the books for our SQ lifted..

We feel enchanted if we ever look back at those days,
It soothens the mind with a smile on our face.. :)
Lessons you taught would always remain in our head..
We thank you Ma'am for the HOME that you made...!