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The Pearl from the coal mines

The wonderful age of thirty is Sathyaprakash,
He’s a vegetable vendor with a pushcart,
At the end of the day, as the Sun is setting ,
He returns home to join his parents.
Yes, he listens carefully once again.
And confirms the crying is of a human baby.
Stopping his cart, he rushes to the bush nearby
His heart melts when he sees a tiny girl, 
In the heap of garbage of all kinds.
A heartless woman must have left her to die; 
                    he takes her home.

On receiving the warmth of his chest
She becomes calm and holds him tight in security.
‘Bachelor am I, I’ll take care of this precious gift’,
He says to himself and gives her a name
‘Surya’, meaning the Sun that gives light.
Sacrifices his own life 
For his beloved pearl, from the coal mines.
He watched her growing day by day, 
Like you watch a tender plant growing,
He cares for her every need as his own daughter.

As she reaches grade seven, he realizes
His gem is a super intelligent power.
He slogs hard, even sacrifices nutritious food
So, she gets excellent food and clothing.
His life has become only to fulfill
All her wishes, and for her to reach
To whatever stage she wants.
When they award her a gold medal ,
For achieving first in the university 
For her Master’s degree, she has a wish.

She completes all the exams
Under the Public Service Commission.
Her wish thus fulfills and her brilliant mind 
Brings her that great gift through
An appointment as an Income Tax Commissioner.
She shines as the most committed
And honest officer, Sathyaprakash, her dad
Remains as a vegetable vendor with his cart.
Her heart breaks when she thinks
Dad has sacrificed his life for fulfilling her wishes
One day she said, Dad, you take rest, now I take
Care of you.   No, my child, I’ve been a vegetable vendor.
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