“Zoooom! Daaash! Thud Thud Thud!”
Rohan leapt through every flood.
Saving cities, chasing crime,
All in his superhero pretend play time.
With milkshake in his mighty grip,
He dreamed of a real hero trip—
“Mom, I want to meet a superhero soon,
With robo-arms and rocket zoom!”
Rewa smiled and took his hand,
“Let’s go find some—just as planned.
They may not fly or shoot a beam,
But they’re more real than what you dream.”
At the gate, she paused to say,
“There’s one, and more, right here today.”
“The guard,” she said, “braves all, with all his might,
To keep us safe day and night.”
“The labourers who build with strength and grit,
Lift twice their weight, and never quit.
They work so hard with little rest,
Don’t you think that is ‘superpower’ at its best! "
"And look – the traffic police you see?
He keeps the roads safe and free.
He’s out in sun and smoke,
Stopping cars with just a poke!"
“There’s Shakuntala Bai—she’s strong,
Five homes she works in all day long.
She cooks and cleans, then walks back far
Don’t you think she’s a superstar?”
Rohan blinked, then slowly smiled,
“Aren’t these just jobs?” asked the child.
“That, they are,” said Mom, “but jobs done with grace,
With courage none can replace.”
“It’s not the powers or the fancy suit,
But how you act that makes you true.
Each of us, in what we do,
Can be a hero through and through”
”Then Mom,” he smiled, “I know two more –
The ones I truly adore!
They care for me, they love me too –
My superheroes are Dad and you!
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