Mr Rama
the humble tower of knowledge
who would laugh at his little trips and falls
in front of unknowing ignorant pebbles
so giving yet so unfairly treated.


This is really random, but I suddenly missed him. Haha, wanna really say thanks for being a totally brilliant teacher. Printing 40 over pages of notes, and distributing to our entire class, and yet never heralding the intention to take a single cent from any of us. And for the many times he talked about squeezing around on the train to Msia, and dropping his glasses around. There was this instance he came to school, with that particular pair of glasses, one side being totally scratched. It was pretty impossible to miss it out, and he came to class laughing about it to us. Some bastards were laughing so sarcastically it turned disgusting, for their lack of respect for their mentor and themselves. Hmmm, as I said, this is really random, so I dont have pages to go on about him.

Hmmm, the constant spikes in connection is irritating me a little. Shall go off first. Thanks mr rama, although you probably wont be reading this.