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I was not like this always.....

Rich and proud I used to be;

Poverty, bad luck, crisis-

Just could not happen to me.



It was just a week ago;

I had hottest cars in town,

Mobile sets of all colors,

Silver, blue, black, red and brown.



Woof, the coolest of all pets;

I had my big bank balance,

Largest wardrobe amongst friends,

And my free extravagance.



I flew high, felt like a prince,

I thought I was much greater,

Bigger and superior than,

Any other teenager.



Never did my modest friends,

Mind my pushy attitude;

Just like Woof who has shown his,

Never ending certitude.



But good times come to an end,

My daddy became bankrupt.

All of a sudden my life,

Became suddenly abrupt.



My cars were taken away

On Monday and by Tuesday,

My big bank balance vanished;

My mobile sets went Wednesday.



They took away my wardrobe,

And extravagance for free;

And by the end of the week,

My ego, too, had left me.



In a small and dirty house,

We were left alone to cry;

With our poverty, bad luck

And crisis, Woof, Dad and I.



Could I curse my life for I,

Had to do sick work myself?

I did family shopping,

Had to even clean the shelf.



Then the next day in my school,

I just kept running away,

I just could not face my friends,

And wondered what they would say.



But with time I did notice,

Nothing in world had gone wrong.

My friends were same, Woof still cool,

And my daddy was still strong.



So I thought, am I the one,

Who is the weakest of all

Who does not understand what

Life is..... And I felt so small.



I laughed for hours at myself,

Then I hugged Woof and cried;

I was so glad to find out,

This crisis had been a guide.



Thus, now I can overcome,

All aches and pains if I try,

For this incident has left,

Woof, Dad and a better