Eklavya
Keep me away from thy door,
I will peep through the window,
Never put my feet on your ethereal floor,
But I know, you are playing bingo,
I am Eklavya and not that
-The Eklavya,
I hate Dronacharya
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As far as I have read Eklavya practiced arching without a thumb and got once again mastery in it. But you have rightly condemned the uncalled injustice of Dronacharya. A nice poem.