The loud distinct voice turned into faint senseless prattle;
the white letters on the blackboard faded into the space.
Staring ahead, gazing through the board into the world so far,
painted with vivid colors of the art, happiness and freedom filled the air,
where the sun and the moon were the heaven's living heirs.
Riding the hot air balloon and flying up in the sky.
looking down at the prince and the princess
dancing together with locked gazes,
and at the flowers chatting with the bees,
and the bud blossoming at the soft touch
of the girl so pretty and as gentle as the breeze.
Finally the call of conscience arrived,
"You'll be charged extra for having more fun,"
and it pulled me back into the reality,
my eyes staring back at the board,
realizing how much of the taught concept I had lost.
The pain and regret was the same as that of
the moment we realize the extra loss of balance,
after the fully exhausted mobile data.