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The boys and girls came reluctantly for the semester examination, like lambs to the slaughter.

The dhoti- clad, strict examiner looked even more menacing with his soda bottle glasses.

“No copying!” he declared solemnly.

The exam was in its fifteenth minute when the examiner went to relieve himself.

A sudden gust of wind from an open window blew a boy’s answer paper on to the desk behind him.

Thereafter two things happened simultaneously:

The back bench girl rose to return the answer paper to the boy. Same instant, the examiner- who was paid to be suspicious, came in from the wash.

“Ha!” He said.

“Sir, it was the wind!”

“Ho ho, the wind eh! Very funny indeed!” the examiner said, and made as if to snatch away the poor girl’s paper.

At that moment, another gust of wind, stronger than the previous one, blew his dhoti away.


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It is also
A smile shimmering through tear- stained eyes,
A widening grin ironing out an elder's wrinkles,
A mother's joy seeing her child eating well,
A couple embracing joyfully in reunion,
A calf jumping about in joy around mother cow,
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Seeing her eyes glow in excitement,
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Rather than prove her wrong
And watch her enthusiasm wither.