I remember those days,
I thought will remain always;

I was brought up by some one,
As I was not born a son;

I was a prankish kid,
Still I used to favour everybody's bid;

Then, enchanted by my talents,
I came back to my parents;

At school, I was impish,
Though my teachers thought me as virtuous;

I know all of you,
Will be hifying me in queue!