Reservation

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Why do I work so hard when all you do is show your card,
It's not my fault or yours it's my ancestors they chose I suffer,
You get concessions in anything and everything even if you eat gold and drink silver..
This is the era of reverse casteism,
What's the point of the exams if we know the outcome,
You get reservations and we survive on scrapes that is left,
That's the explanation to the quality of our doctors and engineers,
Reservations were created to get unite not divide...

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