The land of morpheus lies open before us. So enticing. Enchantingly beautiful. And yet so far.

Heavy lids of all and sundry.
Doesnt he notice ever?
Nodding off to another conciousness.
Yet trying to stay awake like ever.

Droning on and on. This is better
Even than Baba's insomnia cds.
Drooping off I fight the urge
But I cant resist that drone of bees.

Whamm. I go out like a light.
Barely managing to wake up
To sign in the register.
Suddenly I hear "Wassup?"

Is this the great demon they speak of?
The ones that all little ones are afraid of?

With smoke billowing from its nostrils
I wake up with a rude fright.
Ive lost my orientation and
Lo behold i see a bhayankar sight.

Then I realise , Its a Prof a Prof
With all his majesty unfolded
The vision is too much to bear
I wish i could just disappear.

That when I realise Im all alone
Alone in the class with none round me
The class is over. Ppl have left.
And the Prof didn find me.

Waking up I resolve never to sleep.
But the next day its again the same story deep.

Omkar Wagh