Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Dedicated to Taare zamin par...

And I saw the child cry,
There seemed to be some hesitation, I couldn't tell why,
He seemed so  bright,
But didn't know wrong from right,
All attempts now had failed and he felt derailed,
Until someone came into his life and got him back on track,
Although the story was fictional but now the same child has trophies on his rack. 

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