Beautiful poem by a 17-year old : Mere Baba (MY GRANDPA)

Once upon a time, I used to say I “have” a grandpa, my motivation, strict anyway. No doubt, it used to be the golden day when me & my achievements got praised in his unique way. ‘Baba’, I called him, “See a bundle of my achievements”, ‘Titu’, he called me, “Great! But what about AIIMS?”