Silence is a source of great strength. In life people criticise you , hurt you , shout at you . Don't be bothered . Chew on your feelings like you would chew on rice. Just remember in every game , audience make the noise , not the players .
It was Friday, the 13th I was walking under the starry sky Gleaming in the dark night I was thinking who can hold me high And laugh when Even my shadow was not in sight.
I don't want to go home To see my children cry Money is not flowing as foam I am still fighting not to wry
I don't want to fail as father But I don't have any other choice I can live in hunger rather Though there is not even a grain of RICE
I don't know whom to call When my fairy Godmother will come Waiting for my Angels to fall So that my wife and children can eat some.