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Taming the Tyre!

Posted: March 17, 2017 by Aarzoo in Fiction, societal
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For him Mondays were love.
Not because he didn’t like the Sundays
Filled with fun, games and friends.
Not because he didn’t like the Saturdays
Filled with zero period, cousins and mayhem.
Not because he didn’t like the weekdays
Filled with friends, homework and games.
For him Mondays were love.
Because he loved the game of numbers.
He loved the way he could play with numbers.
He loved the concept of simple interest.
He even lent his pocket money to a gambler
To practically understand the subject.
He loved that he could make so many chairs
From a sheet of wood just like a carpenter.
He loved maths – A game of numbers.
For him Mondays were love.
Monday has two lectures of his fav game.
Today, it was second class of his show;
Today, his fav class didn’t seem same.
His eyes wandered out of the window.
Something was different out of the window.
He saw the beautiful garden of his school;
He saw people working on the new building.
Off Course that new building looked beautiful
With sun glowing on the glittery glass!
Something by the building was more zestful.
He saw a child, few years younger to him,
Playing with a tyre and stick.
Child running behind the rolling tyre,
Holding a stick and hitting the tyre,
Ordering it to keep rolling till that fire.
This child running like a bird,
Kindled a desire to tame a tyre in him.
Interested to know how to tame the tyre
He decided to be friends with the child.
He wanted to run behind the tyre.
He wanted to run on roads like the child.
He wanted to run.
He wanted to just tame the tyre!
The child on the other hand,
Wanted friends of his own age.
Wanted to run in the garden.
Wanted to go to a school.
Wanted to wear a uniform, socks and shoes.
Wanted to learn to read and write.
He didn’t want to just tame the tyre!

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