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Surfer's poem: The mystery

One day I was in pain, in the moving train, I was totally depressed, about my life how pressed..., writes Swati Nagpal. Your contribution

india Updated: Nov 29, 2006 12:33 IST

One day I was in pain,
In the moving train.
I was totally depressed,
About my life how pressed.
Small drops of tears,
That my mind can't bear.
Tears of my chum,
Was the reason of the sum?
A video in my mind,
That I can painlessly find.
My mind was cursing the incident,
As it was mere an accident.
Now I want to open the mystery,
About this curious history.
Now my heart is beating fast,
With lots of pictures of the past.
It's the time to disclose,
So please come a little close.
It will make you hotter,
As I've written a serious joke to make you burst into laughter.

Swati Nagpal, D.A.V Public School, Janak Puri, New Delhi

First Published: Nov 29, 2006 12:33 IST