Race raise the question for whom I rise .

Shall I bring the hope for the future….

Every rays brings the light as well as the shadow

Sharing the shreaks of glittering.

My childhood days arouse giving up

The blankets of drousiness for little.

Towards the day all my strength and beauty

Salutes the minds that frame the future.

I can’t tell any thing without searching

The mind that keeps nothing new.

Rays race for the blooming buds that

Keeps the mouth and mind mum.

Celiberate the feel of excellence that

Wings the brillience of common kid.