O God! Please Look After My Teacher- Naidu Maa’m. Poem by M. Asim Nehal

Today my teacher left this world
To meet you and live in holy abode
She was cool as cucumber
Never ever shouted
Nor did she punish any students
She always encouraged being creative
She taught us Hindi and Sanskrit
Her way was unique since she was pursuing
Her master’s degree and I remember
Her rendition of one small poem on nature
“ Bason ka jhurmut, Sandhya ka chut put,
Hain chehak rahi chidiya, Tvt Tut tut Tvt tut tut.'
A translation for you: (In the thick bamboos, during the dusk, Birds are chirping, Tvt Tut tut Tweet)
How can I forget her voice?
Even after 31 years, this poem looks fresh to me,
I never met her after 1984 yet
She lived in my memory for two reasons
First she was my favorite teacher.
Second and the most important,
She saw a poet in me and encouraged to write
And because of her I became student editor
Of Hindi section during my college times.
I owe a lot to her, So Oh God I pray to you
Please take great care of my beloved teacher “Naidu Maa’m”