MY M.PHIL CLASSMATES BETRAYED ME!

It would be around 10:00. Room number 16 in main building first floor (my class room) was actively functioning on that day. Professor David was taking attendance. Shockingly, all of them were present including me.

I AM THAT CHENNAI BUFFALO!

Nearly a week ago, one of my professors was addressing us in the class. He never lets other fall asleep during his lectures and invariably very dedicated and energetic. Even a famished student will pay constant attention to his class. 

POEM: THE LETTER, TO MY HEART

That pain killer has become your pain!

I am telling you the truth, my dear heart,

Life has to tackle deception and feign

You have to accept or, be apart.