You see, during my exams the only words I wrote
Is your name, etching onto paper
Like it did on my mind

I would have probably failed
Only after telling the examiner
Of you

all this study
for something I never loved
            -in a world full of judge-
for an exam I'll never pass
and even if I did,
life wouldn't care a bit

EVERY YEAR WE HAVE FUN EACH DIFFERENT IN A TON .
BUT IN MIDDLE COMES EXAM , TO SHOW WHAT I HAVE LEARN’T IN THE DAYS.
ALL I WANTED TO WAS TO LAZE AND PLAY , BUT I HAD NO WAY .
NOW MY AIM IS TO SCORE THE BEST FOR MY COMING TEST .
ALL I HAVE TO DO WAS READ AND FOCUS ON MY STUDY .
AFTER A FEW DAYS AN ENTRY COMES TITLED ‘EXAM’.
I TOOK MY PEN WITH FEAR , TO SCORE THE BEST OF THE YEAR .
AFTER FINISHING  THE EXAM MY DOUBTS AROZE..
WILL I FAIL OR WILL I GAIN ? WAS MY FEAR IN THE DAYS .
DAYS PASSED AND THE PAPER CAME
INTO THE HANDS OF MY AWAITING MOM .
SHE TURNED THE PAGES IN SEARCH OF MY MARKS .
THEN SHE STARED AT THE TOP OF ONE PAGE .
NEXT, SHE HUGGED ME TIGHT, IN SURPRISE I STARED INTO MY PAPER LAYING THERE
AND FOUND MYSELF OPEN MOUTHED!
CAUSE MY MARKS WERE VERY HIGH!


- NAFLA ABDUL LATHIEF
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Life is just a long exam

Some pass

But most fail

Election is not an Exam
Where you either Pass or Fail

Election is simply a Game
Where you either Win or Lose

Everything may not be fair in Love
But it's fair in War and Elections


So Go Ahead, Do Some Homework
Work Hard, Harder, Hardest

Make Promises, Sell Dreams
Shout Aloud and Scream


Spread Communalism
Spread Hatred

Invoke Violence
Spread Fake News

Lure the Voters
Buy their Votes

Manage the Media
Hide the truth

Distribute Guns
Have some Fun

Game of Election has a Rule
It States "Follow No Rule"

Divide Divide and Divide
Until it becomes Zero

By Hook or the Crook
Win, Win and Win

If you win then Boast
You were "Born to Rule"

School is ending
Summer looms
You never knew

My soul sighs
My being weeps
My heart aches
For it is the last I'll see of you

The last bell will ring
Every student will rejoice
But you still never knew

Exams will be taken up
Pencils will be thrown away
People go home to relax
And it is the last I'll see of you

I loved you in secret
Watching you from the back of the classroom
And you never knew

Probably never to see me again
I'll remember your laugh and all your jokes
And your gait as you walked away
The last I'll see of you

A storm is brewing
Breathing here is exhausting
A surprise exam

No one is prepared
To accept a zero score
The end is failure

Clutching our loose hope
Bracing for a strong impact
Preparing the worst

Yet we face nothing
Only a booming laughter
It's all a big joke

When I was Born
I had Knowledge
I had Talent
I had wisdom

Then I was sent to School
They taught something new
I gained some more knowledge

Then they asked me to wrote Exam
Then exams became a routine
Weekly, Monthly, Six Monthly and Annual

School became a transformer
It transformed itself from a School to
An Examination Conducting Machine

And then I became an Idiot
I also became a Duffer
Question is – "Who ruined Me?"