<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=406649" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Very hard</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Very hard</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Parents expressed helplessness<br>Worry lines could be seen on their face <br>Further study was beyond their control to afford<br>I was full of tears and prayed lord </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I begged to friends for old books to read <br>They merely showed scant respect and shook head<br>It was not only the problem with books but with uniform too<br>Night had descended on earth only for me and it was true </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw dark clouds hovering over head<br>Complete future looked bleak and dead<br>No help was to come from any corner <br>Those days were really unforgettable and grimmer </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I used to cry in one corner <br>Curse the luck and saw it as eye opener <br>One must work very hard for children <br>Not a little hardship should be faced by them even </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I could understand the agony and pain<br>Parents were helpless to ask me again<br>I was not blaming them either <br>I was dear flower to them and brought me up as Gardner </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Even though very poor they cared me at every stage<br>Now it was my turn to change the history and write new page <br>At whatever consequence I might have to face future course <br>It must be done bravely to augment some income in their purse </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life mission had become now so important to me <br>I was to take decision very fairly and free <br>Parents were now my first priority <br>They were to me very dear and next to almighty </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I preferred service to mother land <br>Lovely chance to lay down life for holy land <br>What else can be a chance to be considered as honorable? <br>Rich or poor can have the same opportunity on table </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Uniform gave me sense of pride <br>There was visible comforts and nothing to hide<br>World had become large and very wide <br>I was no poor boy now felt no divide</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Hasmukh+Amathalal">Hasmukh Amathalal</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=406649" data-title="Very hard de Hasmukh Amathalal" data-description="Very hard Parents expressed helplessness Worry lines could be seen on their face Further study was beyond their control to afford I was full of tears and prayed lord I begged to friends for old books to read They merely showed scant respect a..."></div> </div> </div>

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