Amidst much fanfare and pomp he was born
and there assembled a throng to welcome him
his mother was ecstatic though very worn
they all felt they had never so happy been.
Taking his first steps or saying his first words
whatever he did was never less than astonishing
everything was applauded and with a chocolate rewarded
he seemed to have a future nothing less than promising.
School was his second home and he was the favourite
of teachers and friends , all for different reasons
he topped the papers and excelled at things that mattered
like having fun and always being the popular one.
The winning streak continued even in college
he found more friends and even his first love
he excelled in everything, won everyday he was waking
he could feel it , the world was his for taking.
Then reality struck and the curtains fell
like the proverbial frog comes outta the well
he found out life was not all games and fun
it punished people who were not ready to run
the days of excitement have long vanished
to a boring job now he has been banished
the friends have gone , the love has broken
it is as if to a nightmare he has woken
the dreams of fame and glory have become a fade
life is just darkness in which he has to wade
he is now just a face in the big faceless crowd
and for identity he shouts his emp id aloud
Now dont you wonder whose story is this
its mine , yours , our, even her and his!!
-Hiral Savla

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