To tell a child how to live,
The God has created two lovely sticks.
Hurdles of life became easier for child,
When hard stick survive for child.
Child stands without fear in the life,
With the help of soft sticks in his life.
The time goes on and the past was forgotten,
The child grew up and the two lovely sticks were forgotten.
Now it was time for child to be a stick,
For those two lovely sticks.
But he ran away from his job,
And proved that a child is a lost hope.
Amritsar.