The Trade-Off

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I sat still with moist eyes, looking around me with furtive glances
Watching my friends discuss their results with their parents

 I had topped my class
But did not have my progress report to show

 Victim of a system that blackmailed you
Reminding that money ran the show

 My fees unpaid, my progress report put on hold
I sat there helpless, waiting for Mom to help out, once again
Suddenly, She came in beaming
Holding my Report card with her, waving at me teary-eyed

 Looking around with pride and joy
I knew, another piece of her jewellery was pawned; One more trade-off

 She hugged me amidst loud claps from my class
I sat still with moist eyes...

Comments

  1. kaul's Blog8 February 2018 at 18:17

    Beautifully written ...There is substitute of everything but Parents & their love is unconditional and irreplaceable ....

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  2. Unknown8 February 2018 at 18:52

    So much poignant one evoking mixed feelings of joy and sorrow! Beautiful!
    Debasish Biswas

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  3. Unknown8 February 2018 at 21:41

    Too good. I was holding my tears while reading this.

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  4. Shaliniv11 February 2018 at 23:16

    Sashwata, too good. You have poured your heart in the poem. It's so poised and soothing. Bang on dear!

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  5. aparna pathak22 February 2018 at 15:17

    A very sensitive and heart touching poem with beautiful imagery from poet's own memory of childhood that he has treasured.

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