It was neither first nor last It was never as best But yes, better than before It was just not above average. Though, those scorecard digits were never maximum, yet they were enough for you to feel proud of. You had always found reasons to praise, be it my writing or my presentation craze. Avoiding my silly mistakes, Focusing my skills It was always you who saw a gem in this stubborn rock. Crafting me as creative, mending me as orator, Disciplining me as leader, guiding me as fighter, Its always you, my teachers, yes each of you, whoever came my way to guide me, enlighten me, scold me, warn me, bless me, whether as the major or just a minor mentor. Your lessons, became principles for life, and believe me they are still guiding me and my life. I know, I have still not done much to make you proud enough, but yes, I have not stopped yet, I will grow, as I chase, As I achieve. Thanks to all my Gurus, for making me what I am today and also for what I will be tomorrow. Thanks, can't be enough, I know, so I promise to keep these strings, attached forever, making your lessons immortal forever.