The kid says she doesn’t like to read

But through hundreds of story books does she easily proceed

The kid says she doesn’t like to study

But is still curios about all she can see

The kid says maths she can never understand

But attempts every night to count the stars grand

The kid says history goes straight above her head

But can still recall every story her father ever said

She says physics can never be her friend

But any broken toy she can easily mend

She says biology was never her thing

But she never fails to explore the woods every spring

As I learnt of this little child, I realised soon

That mistaken for a curse, was her beautiful boon

She had fallen in love with learning long long ago

But the same beauty of learning, her school couldn’t show

-Veda Samhita

23/10/2024