Legacy of Ahemmed Bux High school

Even today, 

Debanga Sir's English dictionary 

Makes my writings, my speeches 

The prosperous city of words. 

I receive praise, 

I gain recognition.

Even today, without my knowledge, 

Rabi Sir's English grammar book 

Makes emotions overcome the traffic 

On the wide, connecting road 

From the village of my heart 

To the city of my lips, 

And I become a world conqueror.

Even today, 

Practising Ramakanta Sir 's formulae, 

I can buy a thousand minds, 

I can sell a thousand madnesses.

Even today, 

The word forms and verses of Maharana Sir's Sanskrit mould character 

And adorn the mind. 

Sometimes, I become Rama. 

Sometimes, I become Krishna.

Even today, 

Sarojini Madam's Odia literature doesn't let me 

Lose the battle on the beach of the sea.

Yes, 

Who is this Debanga Sir? 

Who is this Ramakanta Sir? 

Who is this Rabi Sir? 

Who is this Maharana Sir? 

Who is this Sarojini Madam? 

Yes, 

They are the respected teachers 

Of Ahemmed Bux High School, 

the Satyabadi Banavidyalaya of Nischintakoli.

Eating the carambola of school, 

Making friendships in the classroom, 

Many students stand as guides to society today.

Yes, 

Even today, 

The rain on the soil of my school, 

The study of my wet dress, 

The cricket in the recess 

Are still alive in me. 

I see myself walking at times. 

I see myself riding a cycle to return home. 

Yes, 

I see myself returning home.