is that an indication of a forthcoming cyclone or exams coming near?
Faces dug in books, hands holding the weapon named pen.
girls are most affected even lions have found shelter in their den.
Days were wasted when the time was ripe,
was busy in my own interests enjoying and having fun,
but suddenly was left awestruck when found myself in front of a loaded gun.
God is the only savior, prayer the only mean,
often day dreaming of the times I enjoyed, when was in my teens.
Notes are in excess, time very less,
day and night past in no time, things turn into a big mess.
Day of the exam has arrived,
looking desperately for the papers, where the formula was derived.
Entered the hall, with a fear in the heart,
made every attempt to show myself fully prepared by trying to act very smart.
Content is very less, but time left is more,
don't have much to express on the sheet, the seriousness of the hall turned the aura very bore.
Next day arrived, things remained same,
then again I was found in the club, being part of every game.
Suddenly a thought came into my heart, will I ever change?
entered the next class with curiosity but was left pessimist when things again went out of my range.
