Don't Judge Me, Understand!
Don't Judge Me, Understand!3 mins 386 3 mins 386
Mom, Dad, today our nears, our society
Has tagged me with a tag “A traitor”,
Which pains me, crushes me and
Hurt my soul much greater.
Remember, we lived together for years
In the same house, the same structure,
Love, passion, care, sincerity
Were your values for me to nurture.
You sowed the seeds of truthfulness
Made me to dream big,
You were always right behind me
Never was I worried, not even a fig.
From a toddler to youth
Every moment you designed my future,
Which is vivid and present
In my every nerve, in blood, in ear.
I remember your sacrifices, your aim
And how you would manage your finances,
You would burn mid night candles
To ensure my high scoring and laurals.
Day after day you persuaded me
To qualify competitive exams to study abroad,
I respected your concern, lived your hopes
And those moments I still cherish, I applaud.
One day while pursuing studies abroad your son was ranked
The highest scorer and was offered an assignment,
I consulted you, discussed all pros & cons
Before I signed the agreement.
For you that moment was nothing
Less than a dream coming true,
As my success had touched the sky and
You could see the desired image, through and through.
Days and years creaped slowly till
Dad you signed the last time in your office register,
That was a moment of respect and honour
And an exhibition by you as a great character.
All these years, the life at both ends
Was gradually moving with its own pace,
You were the creditor at that end
And here I had my bit to enjoy, to face.
Mom, Dad, I had always wanted you
To join me, your son, your own family,
Our association was always strong
Bonding deep, we were a super family.
You never wanted to leave your roots,
Your own four walls,
I respected your emotions, cared your concern
Visited, though less frequently, but made regular calls.
As the years have passed by, I too
Am stuck with the similar responsibilities,
That you faced some twenty years back
With all odds, with all probabilities.
Today what others say, how they tag me
Does not matter, what matters is you,
You are the one who made me what I am
You tell me what should I do?
The struggles as parents you have faced
I have not forgotten, trust me,
But the responsibilities at my back
Push me, thrust me;
To be a sincere parent like you
As I am your flesh, your blood,
To be responsible, to frame a future for those
Who bank upon me, my small world.
Mom, Dad, could you make me fortunate
In helping me in raising your second generation,
The house over here will turn into
A tranquil place by your expertise, your co-operation.
I cannot repay the debt that I owe you
Or I carry as a son,
Please don’t judge me, just understand
I want to serve you, love you a ton.
Let us forget the whole past
Build a world new and fresh,
Together we will raise a new paradise
Society and its false norms, together let us crush.
The world, the society, the kiths & kins
Will talk a lot at our back,
But with our intimate understanding
As a super family, again we can rock…………