‘Love ka side effect’ (side effect of love): PoetryDuring my childhood, my elders used to force me to learn poetry by heart. Some of them (my parents included) tried to make me understand the inherent beauty of a poem, allegories, alliterations, personifications and various other poetic devises. Because of the effect of their continuous teaching and preaching, I also started writing poetry! The following painful incident is relating to the poetry.
When I entered into college, on an ill-fated night, I wrote a poem and in another unfortunate evening, it saw the light of the day in the wall-magazine of the college. Some female students and a very gorgeous lady professor were kind enough to appreciate my creation in presence of some of my friends. And this appreciation of my creation resulted in very serious problem for me at later stage.
Due to the well-known law of nature, some of my male friends fell in love with some female students of the college. When their love affairs were blossoming in a painfully slow manner, they adopted the age-old strategy of impressing their ladies-love by writing poetry. And because of my earlier poem which was widely appreciated, I was being considered an authority on poems.
As a result, I was forced to hear many poems-of romantic, sorrowful, elation and various other genres. Not only my class-mates but students of other Honours classes forced to me to hear their poems and give my valuable comments. I was also asked to suggest changes of their poems.
After a few months, my head started spinning at the time of going to college. I started bunking college-not because of the professors; not to watch movies-but due to my friends' poems. Even then I had no respite. Those love-struck friends used to come to my residence and take me out to listen to their rant…oops, poetry.
The side effect of love, i.e., poetry, was fully evident on me during my first year examination. Whenever I tried to learn Mathematical formulae , theorems and practise problems, various romantic poems used to buzz in my ears. Needless to say, my result was excellent! I somehow qualified the examination, albeit with the lowest marks in the (Mathematics Honours) class.