05/09/2026
In wilderness bloom many a flower
They wither away, unattended by a loving gardener.
The waters of a river that flow into an ocean,
Not quenching the thirst of men,
Nor nourishing the fields for want of a farmer.
A life not blessed by a teacher
Is like a boat without a rudder,
A steering-less car,
Lacking purpose and direction!
You are the gardener who recognised our talents unseen,
The farmer who channelised our energy umpteen,
Our rudder, when the winds were strong,
Corrected us whenever we were wrong!
Without your blessings, teacher dear,
We would, like flowers in the wild, wither.
Thank you for making us what we are!
We bow our head in reverence at your feet,
You made our lives meaningful and worthwhile indeed!!!
*HAPPY TEACHERS DAY*