L.T. FACIES

1. Facies Attentiva                              -        They see, they hear, they comprehend.

                                                                   

2. Facies Semi Attentiva                     -        They see, they hear, but do not comprehend, either due to a
                                                                       lack of effort or I.Q.

3. Facies Anti-Attentiva                       -       To see, hear or comprehend goes against the grain of their
                                                                        morality.                                                                  

4. Facies Honesta                              -         They leave the L.T. as blank-faced as they had come in.                            

5. Facies Pretenda                              -       They smile when the teacher smiles & nod when the teacher                                                     
                                                                    expects them to,  while they stifle a yawn all the while.

6. Facies ZZZ                                     -        These night birds catch up on their beauty sleep in class.                                                                                     
                                                                    Generally they manage to nap, unobserved unless their
                                                                    snores become too loud to ignore..

Suyasha Vyas

Batch 2004

On A Dead Child

Man proposes, God in His time disposes,
And so I wandered upto where you lay,
A little rose among the little roses,
and no more dead than they.

It seemed your childish feet were tired of straying,
You did not greet me from your flower strewn bed,
Yet still I knew you were only playing--playing at being dead. 

I might have thought that you were really sleeping,
So quiet lay your eyelids to the sky,
So still your hair, but surely you were peeping,
And so I did not cry.

God knows, & in His proper time disposes,
And so I smiled & gently called your name,
Added my rose to your sweet heap of roses,
And left you to your game.

Suyasha Vyas 

Batch 2004