It all started here..........(2)

Due to some family reason i have to be shifted to ulhasnagar or
you can say Mumbai. For everyone it was nice place,
but changeing my school was a realy bad idea for me...

It not that new school was bad or something,
but, i couldnt make friends here, there i used to have friends.
and i was good in studies, i was also the monitor of my class,
so when we shifted here i was in fifth, and my brother was in third
so he was never effected by the change, he could hardly understand anything,

he realy made some good frineds here in the new school,
A bright student and the fav. of the principal, she was also his tution teacher,
And in that matter i was never anyones fav.
or you can say i could never make friends over here in the school,

There was a black shadow from my childhood which would fellow me
and then there was my mom, she never wanted me to have frineds,
so i just obeyed her...

I was a Son to my father, and the eldest one,
he always treated me as on, and granted my all wishes,
and now i can say may be he is bad now,

But he is the person to make me strong, in all possible way,
looking back it may be rigth or wrong,
but he was the person to make me rock hard and strong,

One thing i still remember, he use to say,
Kabhi ro kar ghar pe nahi aane ka,
agar galti tumhari hai, to maar khao aur roka aayo
aur galti tumhari nahi hai, to kabhi bhi maar khake nahi aana,
agar maar khake ghar pe aaye aur phir roye ki mujhe maar,
to phale main tumhe marunga aur phir shochuga marnewale se ladna hai ke nahi!

My mom also says, that he is the person to spoil me,
may be yes,
i was a brat, i am a brat, i will always be a brat,
i never regreted it, or i never will regret.....