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I have passed B.A.

 I have passed B.A.

I have passed B.A.

It’s a heavy load on head I have put on

The degree is too heavy; I’m unable to lift its weight

Where to take it, where to keep it

I’m already burdened with the heap of debt on my head

Now a heavy burden of degree too, I have put on my head

I have passed B.A.

 

The degree has taught lengthy lessons

But it didn’t teach us the shortcuts of earning

The teacher taught History and Geography

And on my own I learnt the lesson of love

I have passed B.A.


Thirty three percent marks, passed with third division

Without teachers I passed

Whatever way but somehow I passed it friend

Now I am wearing the graduation robe

I have passed B.A.

Why should I try my hands in small businesses?

I have to swindle, I’ll eat to my fill why merely taste

I’ll make a contractor’s license

I have lost all hopes of a government job

I have passed B.A.

N.S. Negi
Trans by Dr. Deepak Bijalwan
(From soon-to-be published book)

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