SIR...

"SIR" was the word with which i used to call him.The story goes back to a dark ,snowy morning when a fresher was scouring the silent, streets of karannagar...

YAPEEARI HAZ "TOHI MAHAZ PAI YE BASHIR CHEMISTRY KATIAN PARNAAWAAN"??
And after some time i found myself in front of a man,aging approx 35,clean shaven,
glaring at me with his deep, soul piercing gaze that would have melted an 18 carat pure gold..

"AAPH KAHAAN SE AAYE HAIN???"were the words of the man who opened the door ...I tried to reach for my breath and in a very faltering tone said "sir admission lena hai"..My stuttering words and a good academic certificate of class 10th that i had with me made his words a bit polite and his stare a little reliable.THAT WAS MY FIRST ENCOUNTER WITH THE PERSON WHOM THE WORLD ADDRESSES BY THE SUBJECT THAT HE TEACHES--"BASHIR CHEMISTRY."

As i began studying under his guidance, i came to realize that he was a very soft person at heart but dont know why tried to be stern and impervious to affection..
Being a master of his subject that he felt and taught from his heart,he could never ever tolerate anybody distracting the academic scene of his classroom...

He did not teach us, i would say he educated us...Qur'an,culture, haq,literature,and what not!!!"INTELLIGENCE DOES NOT MATTER FOR US, IT IS THE DILIGENT WHOM WE RESPECT",he once said to me in such an zealous and enthusiastic way that those words are still somewhere engraved in me..He was a man as a man should be.He is the one man with determination as hard as any titanium compound..His words of resurrection are still there and will always continue to subvert the paradigm..An honor to know BASHIR SIR-easily one of the nicest persons i've met. I respect ur wisdom and pray that you'll attain even more respect in your life...