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This is a poem written in the Summer of 2010 by a small boy, Pumdee Gamlin, all of 8 years old while he was on vacation after appearing for his Std III final examinations.
Although, it was part of school's Summer Holidays' assignment yet I really liked the way he expressed his thoughts and feelings as a young boy of 8 years, given the fact that last year was one of the wettest period that Arunachal Pradesh witnessed in so many years- all of 9 months!! [Remember: it started raining on March 21, 2010 and it continued upto late November, 2010.]
Just to introduce this little budding poet-Pumdee. He was born at Umkal Hospital, Gurgaon on December 04, 2001 as first child to Jarpum Gamlin (that's me!) and Dr. Lingam Ete.
| Pumdee seen herewith his mother (Lingam), sister (Pumgum) and grand-father (Sokjar) |
He started his schooling from Amity International School, Sector 46, Gurgaon and studied there till Std-II. Thereafter he moved back to his home state with his parents and joined Kendriya Vidyalaya No. 2 located at Chimpu, Itanagar.
By nature, Pumdee is more of an 'arm-chair-research-kind, not an outdoor kind. He is adventurous with his wits and wisdom; sharp yet very soft spoken. Sharp are his eyes and much sharper is his analysis which is reflected in the questions that he asks later! So far so good. As father to this little boy, it makes me feel proud and good every time I look at him and think of him.

Lovely.. father to child to father.. "Family" shall keep us all grounded and well, when most things around us seem to going sideways or down.
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