I was worried
too much.
I had hair cut,
And nice shaving of cheeks
and chine.
I did not bother mother,
Instead I ironed my shirt
Trouser and polished black shoe.
I stood before mirror,
Looked up and down,
Pulled the shirt up,
Pressed the trouser below,
I walked up and down
Just like in the class
Took a piece of chalk
Wrote something on the mirror of
my cupboard
Looked back, as if some students
are asking questions
Move faster to window to have
glanced of out side.
Finally my mother asked in a
sarcastic tone-
Is it not enough for to night?
-oh! Mom, you do not know.
What school mean to me?
She smiled and dragged me to
kitchen.
When I reached school next day,
the gate was locked.
Principal allowed me to entered
I steeped in to his office.
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