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The Skylark sitting on my Window,
said, ” Where doth you go ?”
Into the woods I fly,
But in the corner of my heart, I shall cry.
Can’t let go of these memories,
Can’t let go of this time,
Bcoz added all these together,
Will be more than all the amount of dime.
Phew ! Thats all the senti, I can write. By the time I finished those 8 lines, I was sweating all over ! What ever I do, I have decided that I will not become any of these:
1. Poet
– I can’t write a decent line, without borowwing from others
2. Actor
– I can’t remember a single dialogue
3. Rocket Scientist
– I tried it once, but it flew and crashed into an Aunty and from there on my Mother handled the matter.
4. Driver
– My driving skills are used by “Motor Driving Schools” as a curricullum as “How not to Drive”
This list is partial. As i realise all the fields, I am not suitable for, I shall keep updating it.
The Cabbage Diaries 