There is lot to it than you merely see,
may be I am awry the way I foresee..
dwelling in the past I seemed to be done,
but today I opine, it was all fun..

Years have gone by, dallying around,
now its time to amass my ground..
hatful to learn, a lot to acquire,
to draw the advent days more insure..

The story is simple, the story is bare,
it all reckons on how we fare..
enounce a decree, one of our own,
and relish our life, sans fawn..!!!

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“Every morning in Africa, a deer wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed………,
Every morning a lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the slowest deer or it will starve to death…….,
It doesn’t matter whether you are a lion or a deer….when the sun comes up, you’d better be running………..!!!”

For the past quarter of a dozen years, I have been running slower than the slowest deer…… Its high time to sharpen my faculties and exhort for an ultimate renaissance….. rise like a phoenix from the ashes of desolation….!!!!

My pyre is already decorated……. decorated with insane manifestations of imbecile beings…. whose strategies and approach seems harebrained and cretinous….!!!!

Its time for a dash….a final sprint towards the long forgotten goals…… a lam from the imbroglio and pandemonium……. and the much wanted inspiration imbibed from “The African Lesson”!!!!!!