What happens on boring Tuesdays morning.

A two hour lecture on that one... and what do you expect ?

Pages filled with 'sketches' ( doodles), election symbols for every individual in class, designing christmas stockings with special fireplaces, the less creative 'noughts and crosses' ( no offence meant), and sometimes, valuable poetry.

The Walnut and the Apricot

( In memory of The Walrus and the Carpenter. )

( ah.. those ICSE days. )

( Inspired by the two famous users of the walnut and apricot flavoured cosmetic item respectively)

( Warning, may not sound funny for those who don't know the context)

Again,

The Walnut and the Apricot.

Said the walnut to the apricot,

"Shall we go to the spa?"

Said the apricot to the walnut,

"Sure, as foot size no bar"

So off went the walnut and the apricot,

dressed in purple and pink.

Faces scrubbed and hair combed,

Teeth brushed to the brink.

For seven days and seven nights,

they marched forth courageously.

For they knew that at the end of the journey,

Beauty would smile upon them instantaneously.

On the journey, they encountered,

A maiden, Fair and Lovely. .

She blushed and batted eyelashes at them,

and told them she was lonely.

Asked the duo to the maiden,

"What is the secret to your beauty?

The glowing skin, the radiance..

Is it your facewash, gentle and fruity ?...

Your skin is as fair as fair can get,

Your locks as silken as silk.

Your feet as tiny as Apricot's can get,

Is it because of Strawberry milk ? "

Said the maiden to the duo,

" My beauty cannot match yours,

Your faces, aglow with pink.

I don't know if its the facewash'

But it sure does stink!