Memoirs Of A 'Not So Studious' Guy! Poem by Ravi Singh

They said if I don’t study day and night
Later in life I would suffer
And the only job I would get was
Lifting stones at nearby Crusher

Friends often admired
My cuts, pulls and rare exquisite stroke
But then they told me openly
In school grades, I am a broke

I could impress girls
With my dribbling skills at hockey
Although my built was
On the side of slightly stocky

Bunked lectures in college
And once in a while got into a fight
Studied only on exam eves
Took ticketless travel as my birthright

I remained frustratingly unemployed
For a brief amount of time
And with some struggle and luck
Finally could find my line

I may not own a flashy car
And not a star which shines bright
But so far in my life
I am doing just all right

In the playground of life
Right attitude always will work
My position in life
Can’t just be a mere stroke of luck

Hence to all you folks out there
I have a suggestion
Let the kids be them
Don’t burden them with high expectation