Its place was frozen
in the foot note of history textbook
Passed on from generation to generation.
Sometimes, hiding between the tough stitches
it was not conspicuous.
Repeated bindings called for
trimming the dog ears of these books.
Like the characters in the margins
it got chopped under a mini-guillotine.
Only occasionally it disappeared like a
beautiful lady in Jehangir's harem.
However, for most of us
it was an accomplice
in our assault on history
during the power cut preparation.