Courtesy of APJ Abdul Kalam
For some schools and colleges, it is
A merry house of Château
Amongst myriad fun
For some, it feels
like the haunted house in lieu
From where they would want to run
But for a spirit so divine
It was where he taught all the ephebic
Minds how to outshine
The rest of the world with ethereal
ethics
Whilst some basked in vanity
Some fought to keep their sanity
While many can devour
A large meal of galette
Some found themselves in hover,
with a lot on their plate
Taking on more than the course
That they can handle
Forced off their high horse,
With a weak equestrian saddle
College taught not one, not two
But a million inestimable lessons
Get back on that pedestal,
With a good grip vested
On your Belgian Draught
Foster friendship with him,
For then fortune will favor you a lot
never let your light dim
Before you do so,
Do relish your meal
As it nourishes your soul,
All gashes in you will heal
Just the way the catalyst did
He was not one to complain
All the hardships sordid
He never saw it as disdain
He was the epitome of true success
He had no haters. He was truly blessed
He taught me not to fall in love with
The prospect of being chosen
Attachment to an outcome
Ambushes you into the frozen
-Tushara Gururaj, Bengaluru, Karnataka, India
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