Tattered Life

Tattered life

Pavement is my abode

Peacefully I sleep,

Torn clothes

Yet an untattered heart,

I beg ten

I donate five

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Torn to tatters clothes

Draw a parallel with life

Heart yearns for some green

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He flicked across a drop of sweat that was threatening to roll down, as he packed his bag and took a long walk back to his abode. All along the way while walking, he thought of the words that he had just scribbled. Should I donate some? Should I keep more for myself? Will I ever get to see some green and lead a lavish life?

He could not find any answers to his questions today but was sure that sometime in near future he will find the answers. He perched himself on the roots of a huge banyan tree, his abode. The day was about to turn dark and before it did, he removed a book, ticked across today’s date and the objective of the day. Satisfied with himself and the tattered life and day, he started munching on some peanuts that he had bought after begging for five hours in the morning.

‘Hmm… Mr. CEO, from tomorrow, get ready to wash some utensils at people’s home for a month’, uttered Ram to himself as he rested his back against the bark of the banyan tree. ‘Are you up for the challenge?’ Ram teased himself, showing a wide smirk on his face, as he remembered his father saying the same sentence to all his employees, before handing the reins of the business to him.

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Ram, who always thinks out of the box, had decided to leave the post of CEO for a year, to lead a less lavish and a more ordinary life. He had decided to do chores that he had never done in his life and note the learnings from it with the aim of implementing it in his business and life.

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