It was fateful day <br />The Prime Minister had passed away <br />Whole of country was in mourning <br />I was getting ready in early morning <br /> <br />It was year of January 1966 <br />It was decided to opt for services <br />The nation was ready to pay homage <br />I was so young in age <br /> <br />It was beginning of carrier <br />The death of prime minister was barrier <br />It was smelt as sinister plot <br />The victory was lost without being fought <br /> <br />I thought for nothing <br />The country stood as something <br />Beacon for good hope tomorrow <br />We, the youngsters, were ready to go <br /> <br />I look back and view <br />The highest honor of land was due <br />For a men who almost died as poor <br />The car he owned too was in custody of banker<br /><br />hasmukh amathalal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fateful-day-2/
