Law on Arbitration keeps me busy,
I type away the seminar in my own lazy way..
Since morning,through noon,
until evening and night my study blues..
'Abba' playing on the lappy,
gtalk signed in for some break time chatting..
Sniff..sniff ..sniff.. nope me not crying,
Law is a passion and I'm not lying..
A second it takes me to leave my blanket's warmth,
and abandon the lappy I love..
Sniff sniff sniff..I go down the stairs..
I have a frown and a look that is -staring into thin air!
Sniff sniff sniff..nope I'm not love sick
I'm not love lorn..
Its something I and my mum share,
no not our resemblance or our stare..
Sniff sniff sniff..and I trace the haze..
until I find the trace..
Sniff sniff ..and I see it all,
a burnt cake, lots of smoke and sad faces of those who tried so hard.
The frown vanishes and we burst out laughing,
No idea how the shroud of smoke would vanish until the hostel comes out coughing!
I dedicate this poem to the too many lawyers who spoiled the broth
and to the doggy nose that Mum and I got!!