Burning the midnight candle,
the girl was reading aloud,
memorizing the portions,
with or without understanding,
as on tomorrow she writes the examination,
it is a three-hour ordeal,
that sets her career,
the marks she scores,
would lead her in life,
well, it is the marks ,
that call for attention,
it is not the comprehension,
that shapes her future,
it might sound natural to all,
to me it is avidly alien,
it sounds incorrigible and unpleasant,
it tastes exclusively bitter,
it is the way of life, they quoth
anything other is an anachronism,they feel,
so, I stand out: an odd woman out.
Meenas Poems 
One reply on “Paradoxical Anachronism”
Too much of learning these days is just memorization…rather than comprehension…and we wonder why they cannot do the job.