Rabindranath TagoreThe young student sits with his head bent over his books, and his mind straying in youth's dreamland; where prose is prowling on the desk and poetry hiding in the heart.
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The young student sits with his head bent over his books, and his mind straying in youth's dreamland; where prose is prowling on the desk and poetry hiding in the heart. He is studying for his exams, which are soon to come. The focus is on him, but he does not see it. His mind wanders away to thoughts of romance, new dresses, parties, dances, and new friends.
He looks at his books but does not see them. His mind wanders away to thoughts of the future. He thinks about what will happen after exams are over.
He thinks about being a doctor or an engineer or even a writer. He thinks about being married to the girl he loves and of having children of his own one day. He looks at his desk but does not see it.
He is thinking about pictures on the wall of the houses he will be able to live in when he gets older. He is thinking about the parties he has had and who he will be able to invite to them one day.
Source: Lovers Gift
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