THE DAY OF HOLIDAY,

IS SO BORING DAY.

THERE IS NO NEW ONES, AND REPEATING DAILY ONES.

EARLY IN THE MORNING, I HEAR THE SOUND OF AMBULANCE,

AND FOR WATCHING COMPUTER,

MY DAD SAYS, U ARE SOON GOING TO HAVE A LENS.

AT EVE OF THE DAY, I ASK MY MOTHER TO GIVE SNACKS,

AND MOTHER REPLIES YOU GO AND DIET THE BODY,

AND HAVE A SIX PACKS.

AT NIGHT MY SISTER SCOWLS ME ALWAYS,

AND I SHOULD KEEP QUIET AND GO TO BED AS ALWAYS.

THIS WAS MY EXPERIENCE ON HOLIDAY,

ON WHICH I HAVE TO WORK EVERY SUNDAY.

R.NIKHIL NAIK

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