When school bell rings

School bell rings and children zoom to classes

From loud noise and din to eerie silence descends               

Sitting on the desks, students with pen and note pad

Standing near the black board with a chalk in my hand

The waning moments may sulk me for quite some time.

From being a student more than five decades ago

to becoming a teacher since over two decades

School bell ringing sound resonates in my mind often

What has changed is only the notion and perception  

From being a student to being a teacher, sense of duration

varied for a boring subject to topics that fuelled captivation.

I knew, children mocked me when I was facing the board
That's all because I was strict and at indiscipline I fumed.

I never yelled at them and to any one I was never unkind

As I was aware of the pre-teen pranks and I brushed aside

Since we too did the pranks when I was a student, I realised.

Following the   right footsteps of my beloved father

I had a dream and passion to become a school teacher

Mathematics I chose, a subject to me always so dear

From algebra, geometry, trigonometry to equations linear

Coefficients and Variables to derive polynomials of n^th order.

When I bid adieu, the memories, and formulas flock together.

                           .......... Narayan Gadagkar