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Sep 24
That I know
You were student
I was teacher
In the same school
On the same way

I was math teacher
Teaching in higher classes
You were a cute kid in primary classes

I may not remember all
But I must went in your classes
As a substitute teacher

Must had not seen in your eyes
But must went through the scent of your persona

Many incidents teachers pass through
But these are the students who could recall those stories
they went through

The seeds of your cuteness
Left impression in that invisible world of existence

Almost after twenty five years
Fine roots of those personalities get entangled
To complete the circle of timeless time

That I remembered in a crystal clear way
How did you call me "ma"
respectfully
In those few conversations

I proud to see you
Wearing a crown
Embedded with diamonds
Of many successes

Thank you for calling
Math teacher of your school
Written by
Vanita vats
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