As I sat on my seat in the well
I thought how in place it all fell
Each one was more equal than the other
Yet there was absence of any bother
The class begins, everyone is ready
To go in their state of steady
Chuddi is all energy, Papa is in slumber
BloJo’s sleep, even Bijli could not cumber
She and Nippo are in deep talk
About the next target he wants to stalk
With his arbit CP round the corner
Udee is relieved of doing the honour
Hugga is damn happy not to have such pain
While Laudu again decides to abstain
Shabbo reserves her right to enter
As Samosa is dragged left, right and centre
There is no need for Sodo to hide
And Gigi has the privilege to subside
D’Ice saves his wisdom for the world outside
Where he meets Orgy, all starry-eyed
Cumcum is about to be disturbed
NursBandi’s insightful CPs are trying hard to remain curbed
Bendy is concerned of the economies of sleep
Burger comes up with his marketing beep
As we reach the Upper Cut,
Gullak sits with a creative glut
Dhinchak has something to contribute
Gilli has some answers to attribute
Maggi is at a different level
On a path people less travel
Nirodh hides his brain with his hair
And Linga listens to the Prof with care
Not concerned about Sheiky on his left
Who in his Niche is heft
Today’s session will go in the book
As Anand is saved of being alone in the hook
4play is wondering why is he here
Even as Mala finds the Prof’s words as music to his ear
Now we come to that section of the class
Which has been somewhat different from the mass
Harish has never volunteered for a word
Paise also belongs to that herd
Bodhi has remained mum for long
Though Sandeep has broken sometimes from the throng
That way Phullan has been misplaced
His sleep and speak, the class has been graced
O-Maal has a dictionary on his lap
Looking at the next opportunity to tap
+2 finds the happenings around dull
Aadha still remembers the court martial
Gulabo is thinking about his long list of crib
Geyser wants to know the time of his lib
Amarendra is looking at the technicalities
Feebo finds everything as externalities
Haddi keeps coming with MHU, which to his despair
Nobody ever wants him to share
Guppi has to be attentive for there might be a cold call
Dixcy is spreading his smile to one and all
Miski is confident, any questions she would block
As Suwer looks at the instructor with shock
Masal is by far every Prof’s favourite
So, Smoothie does not have to do anything great
But to relax and enjoy
For things would be taken care of by Sukhoi
Zuli is positioned well to avoid
Sumata considers the discussion devoid
And ‘How does it matter’ or ‘That’s alright’ is what he wants to utter
As Sambhog’s point makes things less of a clutter
He brings in unseen dimensions as a perfect consultant
HaiHai gets ready as an articulate respondent
The last one-third of the class
Is consisting of that mass
Who have a lot to say indeed
And towards whom the class looks in times of need
Bubli is giving her best to understand
Always is raised Khujli’s hand
Ready to pounce on any mistake in his ken
Sitting between him and another great soul is me, Laalten
Osho (Daddu) knows what all this is about
Doesn’t take much time to figure out
Chapper though good with numbers
Have lost count of his hours of slumbers
Raddi (Sarkar) has already analysed the case
Fukta is ready for any brace
Why hasn’t Lavdy ever spoken?
And who has the guts to keep Fiat woken
Supada is being missed a lot
All the reading at the tip of his tongue, has Softy got
Lalu is the section’s romantic boy
Chewii will not be caught in any Prof’s ploy
Fadka talks from his experience
Lundon needs to be listened to with patience
Silence for Combo is voluntary
Suji is all gallantry
Sylar takes his entire point through
Forcing anyone in the way to flew
Quaddro is speaking abstract
Blomie does a playful act
Duski does not know whether to speak or not
Mag’O is listening but sometimes the words do not get caught
Scuba will make up something on the spot
The class is not the place for Bubbly to say a lot
Lectures come and lectures go
People in here have an unusual glow
May be they do not share the greatest of bond
But there is definitely a special fond
That runs through like a thread profound
Keeping all jewels closely bound