Starlight By chandula Arsakulasuriya Unce upon a time I dont know what century What decade AD or BC There was a son and father They were in a country I dont know what country Perhaps by the sea Perhaps by the woods Or may be in the country Or the city It was simply noon The son and his father were Looking at the distant The Father said suddenly "The sun is s star, you know ?" How come the sun is A star? Asked the wise boy Stars come at night You are fooling me Nope, said the truthful Father The sun is a star Birth of life There are billions of them The sun is just a star "Hmm" said the confused son So this is not sunlight This is but starlight? Asked the clever boy Father was aghast But he managed to smile And on on on He smiled and he patted his son Yes, you are right It is just starlight It is strange father Why ? Asked the father Now it does not make sense for me I need sunlight not sta...
Popular posts from this blog
Do not let the world interpellate You!
Are you not satisfied with your current job? Are you dreaming of your promotion? Do you think you don't get paid enough or you deserve more than you already get? Frustration and disappointment havr become a common syndrome among the youth (including me as well) and young generation seems to be making complaint either of this or that. Why is this? The cometition in the job market is crazy today. Undergraduates seem to do multiple degree simultaneouly add lines to their CVs- this qualification that qualification. They (we most accurately) seem to be in a conundrum of their their. I have seen people who work 16, 18 hours a day to get to their next promotion. They seem to get motivation from the next salary increment or thr next position and they are powered by their ambitions to work like maniacs. I have no question with working 16 18 hours a day but I would simply like to cite Mark Manson:
Comments
Post a Comment