Everyone said that they missed their parents
And I wondered why I didn’t feel the same…
As tears flowed out of my friends innocent eyes,
I wiped them happily and cracked jokes so lame.
My heart would cry for the sad faces of my friends
But never be gloomy that I was away from my guardians
Some said that I’m a tough heart, while to some, I had no heart!
Some just asked why I didn’t feel sad and to teach them the art.
I myself felt strange about not missing my dear family
To my heart, that was a heavier load to carry!
Don’t I love Maa Papa, or is really my heart so tough?
Or do I find silly to cry and do all such meaningless stuffs?
Days after, I could guess , the reason behind my missing emotion.
And the reason gave me great confidence and motivation.
My strong heart it was, that adjusted my ways and let me going
My rational mind it was that kept me calm through unknown surroundings…