My father dreamt to become a doctor
and wished to be heart specialist later.
His ambition lead him to study well
me too ‘become a doctor' he used to tell.
He wanted to serve more and more
charged less fee and became popular.
And sought that with more expertise
and fame I would become a doctor.
I always wished to have lavish life
but faced all time paucity of money.
Somehow became a doctor, earned lot
consequently gathered all the luxury.
When patients admire other doctors
in front of me, I feel myself envied.
Now I don't want money and luxury
wish to be a doctor getting admired.
I did not continue my studies further
so the expertise, could not develop.
Departing from luxury, crave for fame
but majority time I have already lost
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