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Articles: Poetry | My Experience in Hostel
- Mr. Manas Aditya
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Got down from the bus
Waiting for somebody
to accompany me
Nobody in this world
thought interested in me.
Look at the main gate
Thought this is my place
Slowly pushed the gate
An old man came fast towards me.
I wished him
But he didn't
His face showed that
he had seen lot many like me.
Looking from far off (boys)
waiting for new chap
Masters in their art
Waiting for martial arts.
I gave a little smile
They (boys) came towards me
Showed me the warden room
I slowly walked in.
Greeted the warden politely
He showed me the room
Where I have to adjust soon
I slowly got into the room.
One fine morning I had
quarelled with some boys
For the only reason
They tore the only photo
of my parents.
Warden came to me
Told the truth
He had mistaken
Getout of the hostel soon
All boys cannot tell lie
Thought in my mind
Life is like that never mind.
Slowly walked out of the hostel
Greeted the old man at the gate
He looked angry at me.
Without listening what he is
saying left the place
with the torn photo of my parents.
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