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A Tale of My Class Room

A TALE OF MY CLASS ROOM ======================= Whenever i close my eyes to rest it comes and encroaches the complete vsision Though i’ve tried to change it it’s domination is great Yes to say about it I have to go back to my twelve Oh! what a beautiful atmosphere to that We,twenty enjoyed there and learnt It was our third form in studies and opening of adolosence My teacher ‘s rhyming verses and her hynotising tone our boons The very sweetest music of those days was the longbell and the happiest news to us was decalration of holiday The amazing pleasure is going to other places with my father Yes these are dominating my eye screens forever. SAKTHI RAVICHANDRAN

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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