On the way, during travelling
There’s a lot of obstacles
Lots of breakers, lots of crackers
Lots of turns and lots of miracles
Lots of ups and downs
Lots of animals and peoples though
And even conditions of roads
Are not up to the mark.

But there one thing in our mind
We have to reach anyhow at the end
There’s no matter if fact that
What time it needs.

So, why we stop
After some failures?
On the way of life.
There also obstacles
Miracles, sane and insane peoples
Crust and trough too.

Why we aren’t so crazy
As much as during travelling
Why we aren’t keep in mind that
Anyhow we have to reach our beach

Therefore,
Never stop, never!
During the way of your aim.
Be so insanely crazy about your game
Think why you are doing so.

And
Keep in mind that  
Plant takes a long time
To become a prolific tree.
They also suffer a lot as we do.
Sufferings are different but pain is same though.

On this day
I am thinking
How strange peoples are?
Sometimes they treat you
Like u mean everything to them
But mostly they treat you
Nothing to them
Are they are foolish or trying to act like foolish ?


On this day
I am thinking
How could someone be so disgust?
How people treat themselves
As a high class people?
And make others to feel like low class people
Are they trying to make others feel low
Or they are making themselves below??

Truly they are strangers
If wanna to study them
You only get chaos everywhere.
They are worth of
Go to  hell
Never and ever change yourself for them
Because you mean nothing to them
And never question on God's creation
You are most amazing person always mention.

I am madly slave of my over thinking
I think I think more than others think of what I think,
Of what they are doing to me.


I think
Why everyone not think as I think
Of them and others?
I think
Why everyone have not feeling and emotions for others?
I think
Why they treat others to be so strangers,
If they can't match their so called high class?

Are they insane?

For the first time
When I was leaving my mother's hand
Obviously I was crying
But after a minute end
Another one tackle my hand
Obviously I was filled with joy
She started to wipe my tears
I forgot all my fears
And you know what
Who she is?
Obviously she is my gorgeous teacher

For the first time
When I was with my new books
With new-new words
With lots of crooks
Obviously I was worried
But after a first day in class
I forgot all my worries
They makes me able to pronounciate
They makes me able to understand
They provide me a lots of courage
And you know what
Who they are?
They are my lovely teachers.

For the first time
When I was in my new standard
With new new flubdub calculations
Science with mystery
Social science with history
I just wanted to lose my victory
Amd Stop my studies
But they gave me lots of strength
They present 24×7 hours for me
They makes me feel that-"yes I can surely do it"
And you know what
Who they are?
They are my keen and sincere teachers.

And again, for the first time
When I was for higher studies
With new new things
Physics and chemistry brings
My head gotta a deal
That I can do nothing
But then teachers with full of knowledge
With full of energy
And with new new identical examples
Makes study more fun
And you know what
Who they are?
They are y devoted teachers.

Exactly, teachers are the
Director of our life's movie
It depend on us
Whether we follow their buzz.
They are like
Water for dried plants,
Stars for sky
Mother for child
Pen for writing.
Truly they are beyond the words.
I bestow my everything on them
Hats off to you all.