Days of Algebra


Complicated questions were very rude

With a “what mark” as a symbol of feud

Those were the Days of Algebra when boat of formulae was moving

And we use to be boater with pen as oar 

In search of “Hence proved” as the shore

Those were the Days of Algebra when boat of formulae was moving

Those were the Days of teachers when i was improving

DUST OF CHALK


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I remember
Those Dust of chalk
Falling all over the body
When his knowledge start walk

I remember
Shree Vijendra Prasad
Bathing with dust of chalk
A knowledgeable tongue busy in talk

I remember
40RS tuition fee not asked
Even when a new month knock
I am a student of that man with chalk