Musings of a Mangu- The First Standard of Trouble

A dynamic tale of a TRUE BLUE MANGU!

If we could fail to pass and passed if we failed

When the first-ever exams were held If those who failed were cheered And those who passed where held in regret Would that have been better, would that have helped? For today, a result on paper decides If you worthy and intelligent inside & Your brethren shall mock and scorn If your grades are lesser than […]

32 to 9, Rhyme.

Imagine a kid, on the last bench of a class He couldn’t make friends, he couldn’t write or draw Logic left his head, long before the bell Using his finger as people, he would idly finger wrestle —- Maths never made sense, formulas weren’t strong He wasn’t so dumb, but he was truly so lost He […]