Treasure Island

Rajesh Kumar Vaishnaw

(15-08-1985 / Bangalore)

College Subjects


Boys and Girls come to college to study
But what do they study,
They try to study each other,
Without trying to study themselves or their subjects.

They study the subjects
But do you know what are the subjects they study
Boys study girls,
And girls try to study Boys,
Finally both end up studying nothing
And they fail, because they have studied nothing.

They think they have passed;
But in acctual terms they have failed
They have failed because they don't
Know how to study subjects.

Submitted: Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Edited: Tuesday, March 08, 2011

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