He tried to juggle, but dropped every ball,

Failed at archery, and couldn’t hit the wall.

A maestro of mess, a virtuoso of flop,

His attempts at cooking made the kitchen stop.

He claimed to be the champion of air guitar,

But the strings on his prowess were a bit far.

With no notes to play and no rhythm to bring,

He was the master of nothing, a true king.

Master Of Nothing || Pushpita saha

Pushpita Saha Aishwarja, an 8th-grade student at Bottomley Home Girls High School in Tejgaon, Dhaka-1215, has been passionate about creative writing—whether it's essays, poetry, or short stories—since she was young.