I failed seventeen times in my promotion Interview.I felt anger, disappointment. Then I wrote poems.I felt happy, energised, rejuvenated,
I started shifting from the world of deductive logic like arguments, equations towards watching all human faces, mainly girls at this old age.I started watching seriously butterflies flying, sparrows
hanging in banyon tree roots, wisdom birds balancing on cable wires
flapping their wings.All my senses of seeing, listening, smelling, touching made shifts from deductive to
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