A Hard Sunday

It was a hard sunday.
I did not feel happy at all.

A lot of things were in my mind,
Which I wanted to complete.

I had a plan to go to India gate,
But it was cancelled.

My sister gave me her chemistry project,
Which I found hard to complete.

I went back my home without print outs.
I told my sister about her project.

We had an argument over that,
But I became quiet from my side.

A little later I settled the matter.
I went to bed afer that.

Pushkar Bisht

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