One year of my training completed
I scored only fifty percent in Math.
And the duffers... Eighty, ninety
One day I asked the teacher,
'Sir, what's the secret of getting good marks? '
He smiled... and said
'This is the temple of Devi Saraswati
You offer 'Prasadam'...
She will give you good marks.'
I got it
But by the time Puja was over.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem