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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=513313" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Two Sections A & D</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=513313" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I was a dull boy, in studies<br>during high school days<br>In 9th standard - D section - where<br>below average minds were only dumped</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=513313" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">since, all my co-students<br>were also of same mold, <br>teachers used to be strict and harsh<br>still, we struggled to get even pass marks</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=513313" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Sections A and B, full of proud students<br>with an air of superiority, as intellectual breeds<br>they never mingled with the pollutants 'D'<br>the co-ed girls of our own class too <br>preferred only boys from the ‘bright sections'. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=513313" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In quiz, Chess or inter-school meets<br>those veterans brought prizes and laurels<br>to the broad smile of our HM and teachers, while<br>we remained sidelined, as wastes & useless</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=513313" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">after 25 years or so, I met my girl-classmate<br>in a car parking lot, with her family all around<br>proudly, she announced that her two sons are M.D.s<br>from the womb of ‘Section D' - two brilliant Medicine guys! </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=513313" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">in turn, I gave my visiting card, Manager of a leading bank; <br>my daughters both are engineers, one is presently doing Ph.D in US<br> <br>after a short chit- chat, they left. <br>Seated in my car, I just rewind, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=513313" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> TRUE - that ‘dull last bench', had not fared, initially, well<br> but, is now the spring-board for our wards to shine</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=513313" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Louis Santhana</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Santhana+Louis">Santhana Louis</a></strong></div>

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