Little India talks about his perfect teacher, Dr. PK Mukherjee a.k.a. piklu. He says that there are good teachers, brilliant teachers, but explores the possibility of a perfect teacher.

I told him what I had read, and reminded him of that patient.
He looked into my eyes, as if for the first time, he really noticed me,
he said he had been waiting to see how long it would take me to find it out.
He said, he was there to teach me, but it was my responsibility to learn from him.

In his own way, he had set me a task and for months had not forgotten,
everyday he had waited for me to find out the answer by myself .
It was a strange way, but the only way he could teach.
And above all, he taught me how to think.

Sometimes a teacher and a student interact to bring out the best in each other.
That makes the teacher perfect for that student.

Maybe, just for me he was the perfect teacher.