How good is they say
to have a memory good
For one remember things
Which no one could
And still I find
Forgetfulness, A vice
the greatest virtue
remained unsung otherwise
And How much I pray
to be forgetful once again
When I can again be free
of this seething pain
Daily I wake up
with a pledge in my heart
that by the evening
I ‘d forget the part
The Part of life
or Life of the part
I forget to forget
Despite I try hard
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An engineer by degree, Businessman by profession, part time journalist, part time poet too. Though the age is just thirty, half of it has been spent studying and working outside, thus giving an opportunity to interact with a lot guys in this short span of life. Studying human nature is something which I'm quite adept at and to understand the psyche and the turmoils in the heart of fellow human beings is one of my numerous hobbies. Love and struggle are the topics on which I write most. I hope that you will enjoy the tidbits I write here.
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