Thank You Teacher!

GuruBrahma, Guru Vishnu, Guru Sakshaath Parabrahma, Tasmaath Sri Guruvei Namah!  Most of us would have heard this many a time during our journey from childhood to adulthood and thereafter we would have echoed the same.
I would like to remember the teachers who have had an impact on me since childhood.  I started of at Sarada Bala Vihar and i  remember most of my teachers from 3rd standard onwards, Vijaya Teacher- a no nonsense strict teacher- enforcing discipline in the class with a cane and/or a word. Ms Kanakalakshmi in 4th-a very kind a well natured lady, whose wedding was an occassion for celebration in the entire class, and we she left the school, a few of my class mates were moved to tears. In 5th it was Mrs Saraswathi whose image and visage i vividly recall till date, and the first teacher in my life to have gone out of her way to ensure that i did well in class.  It was not a small surprise that i started to be listed in the top 3 of the class since then-even in maths-the subject used to give me the creeps.
I moved to St Aloysius for my High School. It was a miracle, cause i almost flunked the entrance and only an intervention from my uncle saw me being allowed into the school.  I was in VIth A with Theo Marks as my teacher- a very strict disciplinarian, i would find myself in the corridor on my kneels dreading the Principal's cane should he be on the rounds, not that it did anything to change me-we only tried finding ways to avoid the caning or its impact. In 7th it was Mrs Rogdrigues.  By this time i became adept at the art of falling back on Chest Pain ( as an excuse) to be sent to the sick bay- had i not completed my home work.  However, Mr Sharma our Telugu Teacher would catch me- and nothing would work in his class, not that i found myself in class- most of the time i was out and in the Lunch Break along with others used to conspire how to put Sugar in the petrol tank of his Suvega Moped. It was retaliation for punishment.  We could never achieve this. In 8th it was Varaprasad of the Starched Collar and erect stance.  None of us dared any mischief, his notoriety for punishment far preceeded him. And none of us wanted to rub him the wrong side. We also had Father John , AKA, John Travolta ( it was around this time that SNF was released)-for his posture as he turned around from the blackboard to throw the Chalk piece at one of us in the class.  In 9th Mr Hoyle just joined us, and the first class assignment was an essay on Clothes and Clothing.  I put in almost 4-5 pages of material on the benefits of denim, without having worn any till that date. Before i forget, we had Ms Bandana Das our Biology teacher-whom i admired immensely for she, as Mrs Saraswathi, spent a lot of time in ensuring that i was given opportunities, either in class or in co-curricular activities.  Brother Kurien a handsome man of 6'+ that there were more rumours about him than i care to mention here. 
While these are the people who have in their various ways tried to help and ensure that we turned out to be good human beings, and i am ever so grateful for their effort.  Cause without them, i would not have become the human being that i am today. And i would like to wish all of them a Big Thank YOU.
By the way as the link http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Teachers'_Day indicates the world over celebrates Teachers day in various ways.  It would be of interest to know that UNESCO declared 5th October as World Teachers Day.