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  When they reach teen, They won’t listen to you keen.   Don’t expect them to keep rooms clean, Neither complain their time on screen.   Every question to them is infringe. And for everything they will cringe.   Don’t expect them to follow strict rules, Let them chill and enjoy their schools.   Remember to be always short and sweet, Let them roam on street and spend on treat.   Always be at your best sense of humor, Don’t be shocked if they call you boomer.   Let them be on their own and decide alone. Don’t raise your tone as they are now grown.   Relax and let them figure what is vital. Believe as you are always their idol.

He walked in the path of pacifism And struggled against racism. With hardships and sacrifices he gone through, He believed all religions are equally true. With his hands on the handloom, He made our freedom dream bloom. With Gita in hand, feet in sand He gifted India cuff-free hand. With divine light in his heart, He feared only hardness of hearts. He dreamt of India undivided, But we are undivided only in hatred. Since he can love his inflictor greater, We gave him the title traitor.