Sunday, May 16, 2010

To my Sculptuors

No matter where,how and with whom I live,
You will be remembered in every breath of my life,
You may cease to exist,
But ye imprint persists.
For you have craved me..
And you both are my sculptors..

Parents are the true sculptors of children.If a child astray from its path, the society blames the parents for wrong upbringing.But if a child succeeds, we glorify the child and forgets the sculptors.Strange!