A loud sound and I looked up in the sky
Oh..that’s another plane!
All of them look just the same
Or like me, may be they also have their own name.

Who all must be sitting inside?
Are they able to see me?
I am waving them goodbye
But the plane is so damn high

Its good, they will just be able to see my face
And not my torn knickers or naked feet
Or else, those rich people will make fun of me
But sounding so sweet.

How I wish, I could see the plane from inside
Oh... that will be my dreamy ride!
I will touch the stars,
I will feel the sky
Then I will tease my friends, who every time make me cry.

Maybe there’s a lawn inside
And small rooms like in my home
Maybe there’s a smooth bed
And a table with cute phone.

But I wonder how come in night, the lights are on...
Where are the wires, what is its electricity zone?
Someone from ground here, switch on the light it seems...
And light travels in transparent wire,
Which must of the colour of polythene.

Well...that’s what I think of it
But who can tell me, what is the reality?
Here everyone is like me, with no idea of it
But they have weird reality
To them dreams are no realities...rather fake virtualities

I say I’ll fly the plane; rather I’ll make my ‘ma’ sit inside
They say we don’t deserve this pride
Why not, is this the reason they send me to school?
I study, I work and I am not a fool!

‘Ma’ works day and night,
So that I may rise
So why should I compromise?

Every morning with the sound of this plane I rise,
Realizing my dream to fly,
To feel the comfort of sitting inside
And showing it to all present here,
That life is worth dreaming and making your dreams come true.
No matter what may you are going through!