<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=350545" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Allow me to decide the course of my life</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Allow me to decide the course of my life </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was a bit bulky little boy <br>Finding it difficult to get up <br>And walk on his own <br>When we, as parents, helped him <br>To get up and walk <br>He used to sweep aside <br>Our helping fingers <br>So that he could move around <br>On his already hurt bruised knees </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He made at last his first step <br>When a tri-wheeler walk-aid <br>Was presented to him </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Its colourful handle <br>With chiming bells hanging <br>Charmed him to put forth efforts <br>Towards walking </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was indeed a scene to witness <br>The struggle of that little cute baby boy <br>To walk on his own </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was a pleasure to watch him grow <br>Physically, mentally and emotionally </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It was to my pride <br>That I hear often that<br>Elders appreciate his polite, gentle <br>And well groomed manners </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He hardly complained <br>Probably, adjusting within himself <br>With the environment he is in </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I had no occasion <br>To discipline him <br>As most often he was <br>Well conforming to our expectations </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now he stands taller than me <br>In every aspect <br>Walking in youthful gait <br>I need to raise my face <br>Whenever I talk to him </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He is in the process of <br>Making a living </div><div style="margin:10px 0">As very normal Indian parents <br>We started looking for <br>A suitable life partner for him <br>Assuming him to have understood <br>That we have a role in that </div><div style="margin:10px 0">As per my observation <br>He reacted for the first time <br>With a firm invincible response to say<br>Allow me to decide the course of my life</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bashyam+Narayanan">Bashyam Narayanan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=350545" data-title="Allow me to decide the course of my life de Bashyam Narayanan" data-description="Allow me to decide the course of my life He was a bit bulky little boy Finding it difficult to get up And walk on his own When we, as parents, helped him To get up and walk He used to sweep aside Our helping fingers So that he could move ..."></div> </div> </div>

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