Sunday, July 6, 2008

EDUCATION

Wake up Rohan, wake up; today you’ve a test!

He eats up Calculus and Calorimeter in good jest,

Chews on mundane axioms one, two unto five

And belches theorems of geometry dead and alive.

Rohan moves to school in nonstop research and reveries,

Of his tutors with monstrous knowledge from mortuaries.

Oh! Does his face turn turtle or purple? Of course not gentle

As he taps, the electronic face spews out data that startle!

He ponders o’er not so green a “Green Revolution”!

He is rushed to the Pink City o’er the deep blue Ocean

He learns of blue litmus that turn rancid with acid

And suffers lessons on Yellow Fever and how things go placid

‘Rohaan’ calls the French Madam and goes on to grill

On this and that and ‘bonjour Mademoiselle’

She checks her watch set on patterns o’ Conjugation

And, yells to the class to take her petite translation

The great India history is a funny story

The boiling point of Hydrogen a great glory!

Geography turns so dreary with Mr. Pot-Belly Thomas

He irritates with his snide jokes and worn out smelly Atlas!

Rohan crams determiners and metaphors in spells

More idioms and pernicious tenses, and it tells!

What’ more is made up in radicals and molecules

While Benzenes, Al-de-hydes and Ke-tones stare in ridicule

He is at his creaky desk to the right, really, really a sorry sight

He stares at the queries on the paper until they fade into night

In his dream his teacher praises and rates him the best

Wake Rohan, wake up! You’re taking a test!!

2 comments:

Materialmom said...

Poor Rohan and all the students of his ilk.
And I think PB Thomas must have been the only respite from a tortuous existence if we are to go by the student fan club :)

AtomicGitten said...

Ack!!!
I got transported back to tenth standard. How we managed to cram all that is totally beyond me!