THE REAL EXAM OF LIFE
We
all are examinees.
The
life is our answer sheet on which
We
have to take the examination.
This
world is hall,
Where,
we all are seating to give examination.
The
time allowed is only three hours,
First
hour bell rings at the childhood,
Second
at youth,
Third
and last is at old age.
So don’t try to cheat and deceive anyone.
You may lose,
You can’t say that paper was lengthy and
time was short.
If we fail, we have to come back
Again to the same hall in our new life and
If we pass, we quit the hall and
return with no mark!!!!!!!
KanchanB.A. First Year (1179)
PGGCG-11, Chandigarh
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