Long time ago, when I was uncontrollable,
Balancing myself to perfect a toddle,
As my chubby legs tended to wobble,
Climbing up the first step of the stair,
Was my only aim that seemed fair,
The Motherese that my Amma spoke,
Inevitably incited me and awoke,
My sleeping vocabulary babbles,
Listening and reenacting the fables,
In my own zone accomplishing,
The second most important goal,
Of my growing up years.
A little while later down the line,
When I spoke and walked fine,
I was required to excel,
In studies till my farewell,
Life when became mechanical,
Things that mattered were only material,
Accomodating innocence became shame,
Started being branded as a person so lame,
Money started playing a major part,
Earning as per the expectations was an art,
In the struggle of settling in the society,
That adjudged every move so keenly,
I lost my virtuous naivete self,
That was always unprepared,
To face the ever challenging world.
Beautiful♥️👌