Listened the lullabies of love
The Alice in me
Entered the tender wonderland
And slept a blissful and dreamy
Summer afternoon?
It was you, my mother-
Who shaped my cries into ambitions
And tears into laughter
In the following days, months and years.
Under your love and care
The great Banyan of blessings
Over my sweating adolescence
My nascent aspirations
Took a turn into the buds
Of the garden of achievements
Over a few years of teenage.
And you made me resonate
To the tunes of my clan,
To the music of my people,
To the beats of my land,
And become a real hero
A real young man.