SCHOOL WALI DOSTI 

   (School ke  Din) 

A poem By BaaMaa's Beta



Yrr wo school ke din...


Nhi rhta tha mai active unn dino...

Lgta tha...stability to neutron me he h...so neutral rho...
Meri seat fix hua kra tha...uss 2nd bench k kone me...

Break me nikal jate the time... sirf uss schl ke bgal wali building niharne me...



Pta nhi kyu! abb ye sub yaad aata h...
Ek baat batata hu...pta h abb usse bhut miss krta hu...


Uss lunch ko...jisne dosti ke gzb misal pes ke...


Abb wo lunch ke kmi ho gyi h...jisme lunch kholte he khana gayab...



Lunch ka owner... khole lunch ko drr drr ke...orr kamine dost log... loote usse hath bhar bhar ke....





Kbhi dekha nhi tha aisa chamatkaar jaha Roti hath lge na lge...dost le ke subjiyan ho jata faraar...



Firr suru hoti uski business...jaha roti do orr thodi se subji lo...(yrr abb sada roti koi thode khata h)




Agar apko sunane lgu lunch time k kisse...




Din bit jayenge,nhi bachega time kisi orr  topic ke hisse...




To chaliye aage sunte h...




Classroom me chalk...yaa ye bolu chalk me classroom...office se saare ke saare chalk hmne apne classroom me shift krr dala tha...




Sabhi ko jb office jana tb 2-4 chalk le ke aana tha....


Yrr ho jaya krti the chalk ke shortage office me...kyuki unhe dusre classroom me v toh chal bhijwana tha...




Apn log dusre class se riste bnate the...wo kaise ?...chalk de kr... orr de v kyu na yrr apni class class thode the tb wo to chalk ke store house n bnn gye the...




Chhodo chalk abb chhuti krte h...iss kavita ke nhi school ke...




Chhuti hote sirf ek cheez he dikhai deti....wo the bus...apni school bus...




Aksar teacheron se chhutiyon me nazre na milaya krte...kya pta kon se kaam krne ko de de...




Krr dete yrr kaam teacheron ka but khyal toh uska aata h jo...mere seat reserved kiye,orr use khali rkhne k liye na jane kitne kurbaaniyan de rha h....




Thel dhakel k aa he jate the bus me...mil v jati the wo reserved seat...sunn v leta tha uss dost ke baat jo hrdin bola krta tha-kaha tha be tu...itna late kyu kiya!




Firr aate the wo....




Suspence ki ghadi




Abb teacher aaye toh mujhe meri seat se na uthaye...uske liye hmne hai bahut tarkeeb lagaye...chaliye isse v chhodte h...





Abb bus me toh aa he gye h...bus me bachhe shyad category-wise baitha krte the...




Meri seat bich me hua krti the...middle man ke trh...




Peeche me toh party chal rhi hoti the...kuchh azeeb azeeb hrkaton ke saath...




Jerk per to pooche he mt...pura bus goonj uthta tha...lekin kisi ke muh nhi khulti...sub sareef orr mai toh poora sareef...*Masum type*




Buses ke line lgti,hoti sadak per Race...




Agar hua thoda v late,to kare driver problem face...




Yrr yahi funda tha...




Student hote he kameena h...ho v kyu na...saare subjects ke bojh toh unhi per hai...orr jinke school bag he khali rhte unhe toh kasam se....21 topo ki salami...




Subb kuchh yrr bina note kiye apne Chhote se brain me rkhte h...




Abb chalte h ghar...




Krrte hai dress ko change lete hai haath me hayhiyaar orr krte h....tod fod,; fekte hai gola facebook orr whatsapp per...




Pta nhi kyu!yrr ye sub abb yadd aata h...




Abb bore hone k siwa kuchh nhi bacha...




Jo v hai bacha usne hai itihas racha...




Hai ke nhi?...




Poem km story jyadee h...Kya kru dost ye feelings 💘 hai orr yahi aage hai 😂... 



Thanks you guyz...



And school I miss you

Hindi poem on school life

Yarr wo school ke din... 

Hope you 👉 all like ❤ this poem sorry actually this is not ❌ like an ideal poem but in my video 🎥 I have recited it in my own way that may fascinate you. 

 Please don't forget to watch that video... 


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