Two Minutes More

Throughout the session

he did not take rest.

Three hours of test

and he had to do the best.

He had to meet the expectations

of his parents and even their guests.

He had to prove anyhow

that he was better than the rest.

He went on reading the questions

and did have no complaint.

He had to write all the answers

and to forget the finger's pain.

Two and half hours over

and he asked for some more papers

for he had to find himself

among some other toppers.

Under such a high pressure

he went on drawing and explaining

the electromagnetic waves,

the dispersion of light, the spectrum,

and the DC generator,

ignoring his thirst and hunger.

The three hours got over

and he still was not tired.

As I approached him

With helpless eyes, he gave me a glance

and slowly uttered,

"please, two minutes more".

But I too was helpless,

being duty bound

I could not show mercy

nor could take a round

but could feel his pressure

and hear his helpless roar

as he handed me over

his world of expectations,

the proof of his hard work - his paper.