Needless to say that the lecture was so boring that it made me write this during that lecture :P
Yet another Friday and here I am,
Yet another Friday and here I am,
The same class, the same exact seat,
This time it is terrorism,
And separatist Tamil fleet.
The lecture goes on at its own pace,
Soaked in boredom, I gaze and gaze
Projector slides, the rusted ceiling fan,
Fighting sleep, trying to grasp what I can,
"It is a one sided narrative", complains my friend
With remarks of annoyance,
"I wasn't paying attention", I say,
I think of my education and my mother's sacrificial pay
My conscience starts blaming me,
The value of education and its glorious grand,
There is still a part of me that wants to learn
Outsmarted by the promising words of boredom.
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