Dear Shetty Sir,
You are so smart and witty. Your brain works in unusual ways and everytime I feel I’ve understood how you process things, you wrong me. I honestly have never, not in person met any man who can keep me involved and interested in a subject like you have.
I watch you, I really do. I want to listen to you talk, always. I watch how your tall, lanky frame swings from side to side as you put forth concept with such brilliance, it evokes imagination in the listener; how subconsciously your fingers point and wrist shakes jingling your watch; how you aimlessly watch the wall, juggling through thoughts in your head creating a masterpiece of an answer, I watch it all. I am so versed with your body language because I cannot help but notice the source of such talent. I can almost imagine your young self with arms and legs growing faster than you could decipher, and your curiosity and thoughts a little faster than that. I can imagine you trying to figure yourself out while everyone around you was already jealous of your cleverness and I can imagine how you would still have a tribe waiting to listen to you, enchanted by your wit and humour.
I don’t think you have or you would ever lose a debate. I don’t think you would let any question go unanswered. I am a sucker for your lectures. You are the best at what you do. You amaze everybody, especially me, and I knew I was a lost cause when I first heard you talk.
You are also so kind and impartial. You are an encouragement in yourself. Your presence creates a carefree environment and gives one the will to learn, to know.
You are wonderful. I find myself extremely lucky to have come across you, to have learnt from you. I am glad you exist.