His wardrobe has two old t-shirts and a pant,
A belt, an eyeglass, and a wallet
There is only two hundred rupees in his wallet,
The debit card and a lucky coin!

In early morning he worships daily,
In early evening he goes to the temple daily

Political thoughts are in his blood group,
He puts his plate forward who comes to his house
Crooked teeth and the nose is sharp,
Big forehead but hopelessly living in the rent house

He did the master in business administration,
The bachelor of legislative law
Frustration after frustration!,
Beside he got hatred from his sisters and father-in-law

When his wife was discriminated by his mother,
He left the house
When his daughter was hated by his mother,
He left his mother!

With an empty pocket he and his family were in a new district,
He started working in a life insurance company
Lonely hiding his pain,
Wandering in that old t-shirt

In a highly reputed school he left his daughter,
The daughter is now in the process to be a district magistrate!
His sacrifices are eternal,
Who? he is a father!


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