I Misunderstood Myself As Excellent Poem by Tulsi Shrestha

I Misunderstood Myself As Excellent
Me, A gorgeous girl with perfect figure
Blessed with God gifted alluring beauty.
I 've recently mastered in audio engineering
To make the best use amazing vocal cord
That I have,awarded by nature to progress
Myself as a musician -singer on mission.
One of my comate, has manged job for me
In higher secondary school as a music teacher
I confirmed to join there until another alternative
Favours me to lift up scope of my future.
The principal informed in advance about
Mischievous nature of students and suggested
To be little strick with all of them.
I entered the class with racing heart beats
All students of class, stood to honour me.
They all look well- cultured and disciplined
That increased my courage to sing in mass.
I chose a popular song they know and like
Started to play cords of guitar for a few seconds.
My lovely amazing voice echoed class room.
It is due to miracle of my magnificent voice
Students remained silent as a statue
Definitely, my song turned pleasant to their ears
And soothing to their hearts and inner souls.
Even after completion of romantic love song.
None of them responded, death silence there
I guessed song might have mesmerised them.
All of sudden a handsome boy in the front bench
Stood up and clapped his hands, then all followed him
The class echoed to make my heart dance with glory.
I thanked my class students, came out from there
To visit teachers' room with unfathomable pleasure.
Fellows both male and female teachers asked me
About my performance and students behaviour.
I assured them about generosity of students
All of sudden, all of them laughed aloud again and again.
They told me latter I have entered wrong adjacent class
Where deaf and mute are taught in sign language.
Those boys might remained silent and calm,
Because of your alluring beauty, teachers hypothesised.
Again teachers' room echoed with ironical expression
Oh my God, I misunderstood my talent as excellent
But one thing that I assured about my gorgeousness.
I stretched my bend neck and announced
So then I am more beautiful than all female herein
Now it is a time to bend down their heads
They might have perceived a sense of humiliation.

Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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