While coming to the country house
Sitting on the guard wall of the courtyard
And the village girls requesting him to regale with
His jest and joviality
One in a clumsy and loose clothing
Mused he first to say
With the uncombed dry hair,
I would first finish my M.A.
And then B.A
And then I.A.
To do my schooling
Undone as for our illiterate parents
Which but laughed we to hear
As for his awkward deliberation
But now think
How much ahead of times he was in supposition
Which but presumed he then.
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