AN UNHEARD GRUMBLE OF A CLASSROOM!

AN UNHEARD GRUMBLE OF A CLASSROOM!

 

I am not just a blackboard, benches and a broken chair:

Making me elegant cannot be quantified to be smart.

Procurement of a resplendent projector or a digitised gadgets,

Might benefit your contract but don’t endorse that,

Essential interact which was instrumental to brighten,

The pupal, and spirited them to be straightened,

With upright rage and polite courage,

That had launched them into an adorable stage and accorded  the internal urge!

 

Do not elevate me, understand?

By keeping aside the giver and the got,

Through schemes, terms and fames,

I am being loaded and invaded,

Your facilities have robbed the treasures,

And has infused unbreathable pressures,

Let your bureaucratic intrusion have an unbiased vision,

In the name of innovation, you have made me a traumatic prison!

 

The instructor and the instructed are distanced:

The unpragmatic orders do keep it unbridgeable,

I am pained to see the agony of the learned master,

They cannot inject values into the tender heads,

Which are supplied notions and commotions,

By the media, and from corrupted cinematic dilutions

And they wish to be stubborn and decided only to be a fan,

I undergo this epiphany to reinstate an unchained harmony!

 

My four walls have selfishly been spied:

Each of my bricks has severely been poisoned,

Multiple commercial eyes have dulled my foresight,

Your dishonest syllabi has freeze my resourceful blood,

My heart has become cold as the academics is getting killed,

Now, I witness a pathetically  battling teacher,

And baffling yet undisciplined icons of future,

To prevent the society from spoils, I mustn’t be left to boil!

 

Dr. U. Mahendran.