Class Apart - Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
I have a recurring dream.
We two would sit in the same class
he beside me
learning physics che (mystery)
from common teachers
who reaped it richer
be better than the other
but when I try to sell him
doesn't approve, my son!
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