In Muzaffarnagar’s streets,
Dreams took their flight,
A small-town boy stood, reaching for the light.
Grain Chamber’s walls, where wisdom softly spoke,
Guided me with care through each challenge and hope.
Teachers with patience, belief deep and clear,
Molded me from shadows to what I now appear.
Their lessons and blessings were like a compass,
Helped me fly high,
Traversing all obstacles
through stormy skies....
On my each achievement they have their mark,
Which helped me everytime
Whenever there was gloomy and dark..
Now an officer, in a world so wide,
Their faces still smile as I walk with pride.
Each accolade and honor, every path I trace,
Is a tribute to their love, their enduring grace.
From humble beginnings to where I now roam,
It’s their heart that has guided me safely back home....
A tribute to all my Teachers...
Happy Teachers Day
