Their Plight

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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It made me to struggle As parents were always in trouble They strived hard to rear As I was very dear They will look at me and dream Think of tomorrow as god team Comprising of me and bride They always felt pride My education was all that important They were little shaky and hesitant The poverty always brought gloom Our presence was cause of worry in room Father was aged Mother too was ravage By the hardship and paucity of fund But she took it lightly and acted kind Everything rushed to my mind I was aware of it and felt proud Such parent were really a good luck I was in a family who really rocked This made me to think broadly Today I feel so much and can speak loudly Their plight and condition strengthened my belief In time of crisis, it always provided me relief

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