This one comes straight from a mixture of my thoughts and a Bollywood movie song. It’s about the parental pressure imposed on the kids to excel in studies at the cost of their interests. So, here it goes.

I came to this world,

Without pain and worries.

But now as I am growing old,

I am forgetting the taste of strawberries.

There was a time,

When my Dad played with me.

I tasted first time sweet lime,

No worries and sorrows with me.

But time went by,

To change the scene.

Expectations increased, why?

Everyone turned out to be selfish and mean.

Dad said,

Bring 90% marks and get a watch.

Or else,

You just wait and watch!

Where has that time disappeared?

When people used to be so gentle.

When Dad scratched me with his beard,

But now I am going mental!

I want to be someone else,

Forced to be someone else.

I am being someone else,

Just to be someone else.

Give me some sunshine,

Give me some rain.

Give me another chance,

I wanna grow up once again!