Some say that they are armed with
the worthy hands to write their final writ.
Some others look at the fate lines on their palms
and pray to the heads for the best to come to them.
Both sides may tip over their philosophy boulders.
Either of the two sides may again swing to the rival pole.
We never bother such things till things go all right.
We are mostly half-believers in quite many such things.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem