Really Fool Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

“You are really fool” mother always retorted
When will you pick up and be successful
I used to upset with her remarks
It was hampering my good start

She was right in her assertion
Young people of my age were happy in succession
I was little slow in growth competition
I was failing in any attempt for repetition

Yes, I was failing in their eyes
But I was right in my tries
I did not want any short cut
I wanted no doors to be shut

The progress was my aim
But no other way I claimed
I wanted it to be shaped
But each time I was slapped

I should be reminded
And always offended
With satires and remarks
“Look here, failure starts with this man “