He passed his days among the friends happily
By playing and gossiping.
But he was attentive in his study also.
Step by step he progressed
His friends are well in their periphery.
But he has become a towering personality
And he is safe within his square.
In one hand -reputation receptionhe clasps victory
In the other hand- his loneliness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem