Once upon a time, three years ago,
He was a nerd, sleeping with books,
Dancing with ideas to write the thesis,
Pumping in the lab to talk with his specimens,
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Veeraiyah, this is a poem, which bleeds of reality, it is impossible for me to accept that it stems from imagination, it stems from a feel of life, it sounds as real as the kick of an infant.
A nerd sleeping with his books having high imagination of changing the world in a second completely oblivious to the world around him now oozing humanity as a kind father to console his ailing son speaks of his true wonderful heart.! !