Hemant Kandel
Showing courtesy for my wounds
Pitying on my situation with all their goons,
Scrambling my mood through rough fate
What’s all they for care till this date?
Stalking me in my laughing times,
Following me in my leading times,
Cluttering my success when I’m on the top,
All that they care for is just making me flop!
They cherish when I’m down,
They flaunt me when I’m renowned,
Showing the world their parallel side,
All they care ’bout me is my rising and shining pride.
When I’m stumbled, they’re loud,
When I’m blackened, they’re proud,
Explaining myself, they’re void,
This is all that they cared for when I was haplessly toyed.
[Hemant Kandel is a student of grade XI from Kawasoti.]