Actually, I'm home?

Actually, I'm home.

A poem to those who can understand.

U may think it is not poem actually but I can't help it as everyone has their own witty ends.

Then let me begin...

There were days,

I never, atleast neither a single day nor a single moment I felt like... it's enough with whatever I'm doing and go back to school. People around forcing me go to school. Mom and dad scolding to go school. Relatives tried so hard to motivate me that they ended up feeling pity on me and my future. Neighbors asked me if I'm on holidays?

But I'm stubborn, well enough that I ended up not going to school. I used up my days to see these cartoons and movies whole day and just lazying around.

Finally this day came that I felt "I want to go to school."

In spur of moment I wrote this poem and showed it to my mother. She actually cried by seeing it. That poems goes as

* Actually, I'm home?

Mom told me not to go to college today?

I guess there will be some earthquake today.

That little thing (my little brother) is also not home today.

Can I think, How blessed am I?

But I'm happy. *

Then doctor came in and said, "You don't have much time. I'm sorry." Then nurse came to show the report.

Report showed that I've muscular dystrophy.

So I donated my share of money to a boy who is unable to go to school because of his poverty.

Now I feel like I don't need to worry anymore.

So finally I'm home as like I wanted. I wonder how many days I can see my parents and my little thing.