Throughout my student life, I came across many teachers.Some were good, some strict, some friendly, some benevolent, some polite and some rude, but all with one purpose- to teach.The teachers with whom I had an encounter were mostly limited to the bookish knowledge. They hardly had a vision to see outside the theoretical world. It seemed as if they were given a task to teach us students and they were going on performing it plainly. Seldom had it happened that we were shown or we were encouraged to think beyond our books, beyond the lectures and beyond the four walls of the classroom.

Most of the time my student life seemed monotonous to me as I was the one who thrived for inspirational and practical knowledge. I wanted someone to guide me and show me the way, a teacher who could answer all my doubts- weird or sensible.I could hardly find on whom I could claim that yes sir, you are the one. You are my idol, my inspiration. You are my favorite.

I was the favorite of every teacher since my school. Maybe because I scored well, fulfilled their expectations and maintained discipline- the attributes which every teacher looks for in an ideal student.But inside my mind I still had that throne vacant on which I could crown someone under the title of my IDOL, until I came under the mentor-ship of the very honorable Sir B. Das.

Yes sir, I have no inhibitions in confessing this that you are my idol.You are simply an epitome of what a perfect teacher should be like.I was lucky enough to be guided and nurtured under your teachings.Although you were the in-charge of one of my engineering subjects, but you have touched the lives of students like us in various dimensions.

One could hardly think of missing your class because each class was a treat for us.In-spite of the fact that students were afraid of your baritone voice and equally strict personality, there were some students (like me) who had a deep sense of respect for the same.

You never interacted much with pupils in your class, but whenever you did, it left a sound impression on our brains.

Yes it’s absolutely true that your presence ensured pin drop silence in the class during your lecture (which never happened in any other class), but you were humorous in your own way too.And believe me Sir, those light moments in the class where we got a rare opportunity to see you smile was very pleasing and soothing.

I used to imitate your lecture in my hostel in front of mirror.

We were in third year of our engineering, where we had to shoulder vast pressure of studies, but believe me sir; we never encountered much of such gigantic pressure when it came to be about your subject. I remember when one day I visited you in order to seek your help and support regarding your subject. I was baffled by a huge formula and it really had taken my peace of mind as it was considered to be important from the exam point of view. When I told you about this problem of mine, you smiled and said ‘ how would you be an engineer then? Bring that tiger’s spirit in you. Nothing is impossible. You can be the greatest, you can be the best provided you possess the never say die spirit. You enlightened me by saying that I can be the master only if I stop waiting for  luck and dedicate myself to every endeavor I make. Those few minutes of interaction had a deep impact on my mind, and flowers of ultimate respect bloomed into the garden of my mind for you. Thank you sir!

I would also like to admit that it was solely because way of your teaching and delivering the topics was so majestic and dynamic that it straightway went to our heads.You explained us the subject through numerous examples from practical point of view and until the point when you could finally had an assurance that your students have grasped the concept.

And that was the best part of you.

We came across many faculties who just followed the book and advised us to limit ourselves strictly to their notes; in other words they asked us to go for exam oriented studies in an indirect manner. I hardly came across any teacher who asked us to hunt for knowledge and not for marks, or to relate our concepts with the modern and practical life, or in a nutshell, there was hardly anyone who asked and motivated us to be engineers and not just a book worm who mugs everything one night before exam just to vomit it in the answer-sheet and forget everything instantly.

No, we were never encouraged to go for such trends when it came to be about you. You always inspired us to think outside the box and to co-relate everything that we studied with the practical world.You not only handled the class efficiently, well, it would not be an exaggeration to admit that, the Civil Department of our institute exists and flourishes because of you. I see only one force behind our department being so famous regarding its discipline, and that force is nothing but the one sitting in his furnished and equipped chamber- Sir B. Das!

Yes sir, you and only you are the one why students like me are proud to be enrolled in civil. Without you the department would be like a house with no foundation, no pillars to support its existence.

Oh, how I wish you could have never left the designation of the Dean of our department.

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But I was surely very lucky to be tutored and guided by you.

You are one such teacher who would always reside in my forgetful memory. For every co-operation of yours and for every support I express my sincere gratitude with these lines:

              As I look back in my life,

                    Into the path within my reach

                    I hope I too can change the lives

                    Of those that I teach.

                 You didn’t just give me-Curiosity,

                 You lit a fire that burns continuously.

                 You didn’t just taught me excellence,

                You proved it through your actions and experience.

                You aren’t just a great persona,

                      You are my guru.

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