The Journey Begins... Poem by ANUJ AGARWAL

When the soothing radiations of the fireball,
touched the flora of Sapiens Hall

The dejected beside the window,
was full of emotions which were ready to overflow

Seclusion declares to be a non-commuter,
but he made it his own nectar

Almighty gives a chance,
which is always in abeyance

Diligence is the mother of good luck,
Does this really works?

All the questions were too circuitous
for which he had no answers

Sitting in a nondescript station,
dreaming of being in a mansion

To reach the summit, he made himself ready
But the burden of expectations were too heavy

The blessings of his parents gave many opportune,
But he proclaimed the verdict of Lord as misfortune

No Gates, No Buffet, No Walt
ultimately realized that it was his own fault

Lessons are to be learnt from past,
soon he realized to go for breakfast

The soul of life is to remain happy and gay,
because when will Yam embrace you, you can never say.