It was April's prime
with all the mangoes waiting for us.
We just had to finish
that week of exams.
To carry the pad and the pencil box
We would select the grandest
of the Bombay Dyeing carry bags.
Grand covers gave us confidence.
While some of us cruelly gagged
the mouth of the pad
with the fat geometry box.
few, just carried
the bare pads, with pens
stuck to the palate of the clips.
That was a sign of callousness
Of a rebel, Of a genius.
Things eased up by the final day
when most of us parked in a friend's house
and watched yet another release
of the movie "speed".
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