Time waited for none. <br />Years rolled on and on. <br />Child Narendra grew up well, <br />As a boy strong and tall. <br /> <br />As he was always restless, <br />And teasing his sisters, <br />They kept watchful eyes <br />O’er his playful activities, <br /> <br />Chanting Siva’s name, his mother, <br />Every time, poured water <br />O’er his head to keep him quiet, <br />That had its desired effect. <br /> <br />He loved animals and birds. <br />And played with all his pets, <br />A cow, a goat, guinea-pigs, <br />A monkey, a peacock and pigeons. <br /> <br />More like his grandfather, <br />He was spiritual by nature. <br />Ramayan and Mahabharat, <br />He learnt both by heart. <br /> <br />He ran towards all monks, <br />Who knocked their doors. <br />Whatever handy that came, <br />At once, he offered them. <br /> <br />A new cloth he was wearing, <br />The same he was offering, <br />One day, to a poor monk, <br />Who came with a pitiable look. <br /> <br />To avoid this, in a room, <br />They safely locked him. <br />But he threw out many things, <br />From window to mendicants. <br /> <br />Such a soft heart he had. <br />Kindness was his blood. <br />To wake up this world <br />God sent him indeed!<br /><br />Rajaram Ramachandran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/04-vivekananda-the-young-narendra/
