didn't feel pity, when you pass by my side,
as once i was also normal, now on a blind ride,
in the midst of darkness, there came a guide,
who said 'fight', there is a ray of light,
who tried all for best ,to improve my plight,
first i was bed ridden, then on a wheel chair,
now i am walking, because of all her care,
to face the new world, with all my dare.
Sweta Patel
Civil Hospital
Ahmedabad
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