Manju Mam

she was a firecracker 

came to our lives, shared her glow and left

 the woman who made my sixth grade achievable

 the one who cared about our happiness rather than grades

 the one who was full of life 

the woman who cared about our absences 

the woman who respected us despite our flaws 

the one who made us sing and dance to” If you are happy and you know it clap your hands!” 

the one who made us act stupid when we were shy of adolescence

 the one who took us out to play 

the one who always fell for our love and demands 

 the one who sobbed in tears and made our heart glow on her last day at school

today after eight years I remember her, with a smile on my face 

thinking how thankful I was to have her as my class teacher,

Manju Mam!