When the teacher is absent

When the teacher is absent,
The students burst into content
Happiness surrounds the class
All the students come out of the glass
The class went upside down
And others just hang out of the town
The class becomes a playground
Paper aeroplanes can be seen flying around
Little box of tiffin brings smiles on the faces
When one opens it, all others started their races
No tension for homework
At the thought of it, eyes of every student spark
I want to go back and watch it in a closed view
As I recollect the memories of my classroom in dew
- Aishwarya Sahu

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