I wish I tell my ink
That you may have penned many verses now
that grabbed some views
Many didn't knew of their existence
And few still are a residue
Few lucky ones chanced upon to be in the 2 books
which have reached few grateful hands
The books have stood testimony to Life- a lesson
Likes and comments are a phase
A feedback is the longing desire an author has
But dear ink', I am still content
Numbers are just a play
I would be actually glad when the society changes its attitude towards Autism
Support it wholeheartedly, not just justify its place
If dear ink you could seep into their veins, I would be delighted
Please go and replace the Word'Special' to' Blessed or Unique' from their hearts making them enlightened