I tried telling him that I was an old boy of the school and that I was visiting the town after a long interval. This was true up to a point, because I had once been admitted to this very school, and after one day’s attendance had insisted on going back to my old school. The guard was unimpressed. And perhaps it was poetic justice that the gates were barred to be now.

Funny Side Up by Ruskin Bond

Nothing better that to read a Bond (Ruskin) on a lazy Sunday morning while Pareena takes care of her homework with occasional help.