The other day I visited a boys’ hostel in a village
To celebrate the birthday of my grandson with them.
A cake was cut and sweets were distributed.
Balloons were blown and greetings were exchanged.
After the dinner while taking rest
I was curious to know
What they want to grow up to in life.
When I asked them in turns,
A boy said I would become a cine star,
Another said he would be a minister
Some other one said he would be a cricketer,
And others said severally they would be
Village Officials, Police, MROs,
Excise Inspectors, Cooperative Sub-Registrars,
RTOs, and different government jobs I never heard of.
I really wondered how knowledgeable
They became for their age!!!
An inexplicable unease
Seized me thinking of the birthday boy.
(This is purely fictitious)