Dear dad, so enthusiastic with a lot of dreams,
I, your unworthy son, is here with a request,
You wouldn't understand I know for sure,
You really think you know for me what's best.

I have a tiny question,
Why do you force your unaccomplished dreams on us, your children,
And when we try to race our dreams what do you tell us to do?
Simple as this, just **** 'em.

I try hard to be the perfect child among the millions in this world ,
We both know every one has some cons,
Yet I work pretty hard to be a rose among the rest of them who are like leaves,
Yet you only see my thorns.

Why are you so pessimistic dad when I get my grades and come home,
Why don't you see the positivity in what I've done well in and not get wild?
All I get is a bashing and an assignment,
Common perks of being a 21st century middle-class Indian family child.

And yes dad I am gonna write JEE and NEET and get in a college which you want me to,
And probably also get a masters where you want me to so a good salary companies can give,
But when I'm finally independent to make my decisions I'll have no life left to live.

And if I'm gonna marry the one you've decided for me,
That meant you've decided my entire life I've got ahead,
I'll probably start to love her after sometime,
Yet I'll remember you for all the wrong reasons each time I lie I bed.

And whatever you've done to me dad I do know it's with a good intention,
I don't have a grudge on you because I do understand,
There's a saying "the biggest problems started with the best of intentions. "
Knowing that your still there will still give me a helping hand.

You've given me a lot of values dad,
And these values in me will forever strive,
Please don't get me wrong with what I've just portrayed.
P.S - I love you dad and will always do until I'm alive.