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All of us want to find a world better than actual. Yet , ultimately we realise it is the actual of the reality.

Submitted: July 19, 2012

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An Indian nipper left home

In search of a World Better Than Own.

Crossing the first lane came over a Greybeard.

Asked the old race : “ How many days are you unreared?”

The nipper replied : “ Thirteen days , thirteen hours, thirteen minutes and thirteen seconds.”

Greybeard replied : “ All is Unlucky. Thirteens and thirteens beckons.”

Nipper disregards and moves on.

 

He is but a peanut.

Yet have heart to hang about ,

In search of a World Better Than Own.

 

Crossing the second lane came over an adult race.

Asked the mature : “ How many days are you unreared?”

The nipper replied : “ Thirteen days , thirteen hours, thirteen minutes and thirteen seconds.”

Adult replied : “ All is Useless. Worthless and worthless beckons.

Nipper disregards and moves on.

 

He is but a tinpot.

Yet have a eyes to be about,

In search of a World Better Than Own.

 

Crossing the third lane came over a teen.

Asked the young : “ How many days are you unreared?”

The nipper replied : “ Thirteen days , thirteen hours, thirteen minutes and thirteen seconds.”

Teen mocks and replied : “All is Needless. Purposeless and purposeless beckons.”

Nipper disregards and moves on.

 

He is but a lower.

Yet have feet to mill about,

In search of a World Better Than Own.

 

He witnessed old , experienced ,  mature , youth.

Trustful or mere reliability of World of Own.

Contemplation oozes nipper’s togs.

 

Crossing the last lane came over an exact of his.

Both are matched in time , space and reason.

A light glimmered in nipper’s eyes.

 

Now is the time for nipper to ask.

Asked he : “ How many days are you unreared?”

The other replied : “ Thirteen days , thirteen hours, thirteen minutes and thirteen seconds.”

Nipper shook heads and replied : “ All is Meaningless. Hopeless and hopeless beckons.”


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