Family Is Not Always Blood - Poem by Jaishree Nair
An institution in the name of a great saint,
Affiliated to the central board of secondary education,
The origin of many professional geniuses;
Scattered all over the world.
A family of many hundreds;
Bonded and soldered,
Under the scrutiny gracious-
Of the principal honoured
A man with tight hold on the reins;
Never a compromise on his system precious;
Verbal intelligence his weapon;
Diplomatic in strategies clever.
Quick witted with humor spontaneous-
A smile contagious to cement the bluntness;
The social builders look up to him;
For solutions to knotty problems.
The teachers burdened immense-
Shoulders bent with responsibilities;
Respect they are entitled to-
For a job holy and sacred.
Not a murmur not a grumble;
Silent in their endeavour;
These builders of geniuses;
From generation to generation.
Smouldering volcano at times;
Cool as glaciers other times;
Frustrated when work loaded-
Calm when job unloaded.
Bickering and snickering;
Joys and sorrows;
Shared in this joint family
In the remoteness!
Single- minded in a common purpose;
Staunch in duties assigned;
Blessed this job entrusted;
Upon these builders of Society!
Dignified and graceful in their stride;
Honour and value in their pride;
A fusion of talents polished-
Motivated to accomplish a mission holy......! !
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