I was a daughter born
To a father who wanted a son
Atleast for the third time!
I keep blaming my time
To be born in a wrong place and wrong time!
But now my dad says,
"Dear, It was our good time,
That you were born to us,
And so we are having a peaceful time
At this age!"

I had to write an exam,
Which I prepared sparing no time,
And I could not finish it in time,
Thanks to my inability to manage time!
I blamed my bad time....
But my friends were amazed of me
"Oh! You could cover that much in such a little time,
To finish only half, we had time!"
And I passed with flying colors that time!

We went to a tour to enjoy our spare time,
Our vehicle met a bad accident, in just a fraction of time!
I blamed my bad time,
As I could not afford even a short happy time!
The person who helped us in time,
" Mam, Your have a very good time,
Inspite of this accident, you all escaped without a small scratch!"

I was given a project of my life time,
I toiled in and out to finish it on time,
But I was sacked out at the neck of time;
I blamed my hard work was waste of time,
But my junior who finished the project the next time,
Told at the felicitation time,
"Mam, thanks to your effort and worthily spent time,
We could finish the project in time;
Without  you we could never have finished this time!"

Oh! My dear time,
It took such a long time,
For me to realize my time...
And I have wasted half my life time,
Atleast I understood you now in time,
So I could enjoy a fruitful time
Till the end of my time!