Every cloud has a silver lining.
In a world where dreams take root and soar,
There lies a glorious legacy, we adore,
A beacon of knowledge, a temple of light,
Where minds are sculpted, taking flight.
Made bright futures for many, it has done,
A place where aspirations meet the sun,
I, too, am a high witness to its tale,
A journey of growth, where we all set sail.
Yet, in the realm of life's uncertain ways,
A sudden change in navigation’s blaze,
we found ourself adrift, lost in the tide,
As the legacy’s image began to slide.
Downgrading, they said, our name now stained,
A once-pristine reputation, now strained,
But in the midst of darkness, despair's abyss,
A ray of hope emerged, a moment of bliss.
Like a silver line on a cloud so gray,
Promising a brighter, renewed day,
In the face of adversity, we shall stand tall,
Rebuild the legacy, for we can conquer all.
For this glorious legacy, our beacon of might,
Shall once again rise to claim its right,
In unity, we'll mend what's been torn,
And through resilience, a new image will be born.
So, let us not falter, let us not weep,
But hold on to hope, our dreams to keep,
In this journey of life, where challenges reside,
We'll find that silver lining, on the cloud so wide.
Dr Nikunj Bhatt
drnikunjbhatt@vpscience.org
09825293238
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