Written by: anna gupta
What's the life of businessman? Surrounded by worries 'n' tensions, For him nothing day or night, Life is dark like night busy like day; Once in a bluemoon may had soundsleep; But that too full of life insurance dreams; Every now 'n' then cunning; Moreover a father he is, Caring of children 'n' wife, Doesn't seems to be a life; Giving them evrything possible, But still find him irresponsible; What else can he do? Himself doesn't know, Only God knows.