A Tribute To B.N Ratha

A Tribute To B.N Ratha
P.K Routray
A boss, a senior, a colleague and a friend
Santa Claus came to bless his end.
Builder of RSP, Nourisher of BSL, Revamper of Rourkela Plant,
Builder of NALCO , Stabiliser of RINL, every where he was triumphant.
His “No” to anybody in and outside of the organization was an art,
His management of subordinates is lesson in management craft.
Without raising pitch in his voice, his subordinates tremble,
With his love and care his enemy and criticisers’ empire crumble.
His handling of his superiors is unique as was Rath’s own,
Like many of Rath’s techniques, in managerial books, they have not been shown.
Born in an unknown village to rise to a topmost position in a public enterprise,
Excelling over Harvard graduates is a matter of surprise.
Be it Germans, French and Russians all work with him with pleasure,
The captivating talent to make everybody his own was his treasure.
From the choicest fish to fatty mutton with jumbo prawn and spicy vegetable,
Accompanied by sweet fruits, tempting deserts and rarest of drinks adorned his dining table.
Call for dinner with love and affection from Mr.B.N Rath
Who will not long and cherish to drink and dine with him with mirth?
Your soul must be reluctant to leave your body so splendid,
With so much virtues, experience and expertise, then why it did?

God must have pursed, expedited a person like you Mr. Rath,
To take you to his abode to make industries and power plants, as you did on this earth.
Jesus from church must have lighted the path of your soul,
so that it doesn’t deviate from the path as destined from HIS goal.
Ala must have scented your path with his musk devine,
to enrich his abode with your sweet fragrance genuine.
God must have directed flower to decorate your soul’s way,
So that your soul doesn’t deviate from his path anyway.