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Fatima Wajid
Fatima Wajid
Dha Phase 4
Examination Hall
Published On Jul 13th 2012
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Rank 8 Out of 10
As I received the question paper
From my dearest class teacher
I suddenly realized a strange thing
There's neither a word nor a thing
Nothing was left in my sharp brain
It seemed empty, blunt and plain
I had dreamt of getting the first rank,
Nothing was left in my memory bank,
All I learnt was lost high up in the air,
Whatever it was, but it was not fair,
I felt like throwing the paper in a bin
Someone pricked me with a spiky pin
Teacher's eyes were like a boiling egg
I had no choice but to finish the paper
And to the teacher finally hand it over.
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Feb 3rd 2013

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