Down the memory lane

Crown the history alone

Do you need a sure proof

That I am a rural dwarf,

Mindful of others and nature

Wilful of staring and learning

Came a long way all along

Whispering and wondering any way

Imprints of early days of life

Pampers my mind often

Me a rural guy but ambitious 

Seek learn practice and preach

Who knows a tea / paper boy rules

Who stops me to ponder or wander

After sixty now I wonder

Sure I do my bit to cherish

And dawn to dusk work for it

Perform or perish wish me ever

With a smiling face like raising Sun.