When will the road‘s get polished?

While I was at the school, it was a routine that, I got caught for not polishing the shoes.

Taking a schoolboy’s excuse, actually it was not my fault. I’ve to speed a long way from my home to the school. (1km was a little too long then) Trudging thorough the pothole filled road was almost equivalent to taking part in a mud rally. After Shock absorbing the path; when I reach the school, all the white things usually got yellow-balanced.

Unaware of these entire hardships, Paul sir blows his whistle signaling a mandatory lap around the football court after the morning assembly. Panting and scuffing down to earth, I and other ’victims’ disperse to the class with one big twisted ear. (The story continued, both pair of ears got equal chance to grow bigger than they thought)

Almost a decade and half after my morning marathons, twisted ears, and unpolished shoes; I’m dumbfounded to recognize the stunning fact that my ‘race track ‘is still unaltered! I only want to know whether Paul sir is still blowing his whistle and making Olympic track contenders, unknowingly.