Besides being in the midst of a quarrelling pair of pixies I lay down quite tired with the way things went on about,most of the tavern thought I was an able bodied strong man with no sense of humor,well people can think of any thing these days regardless of what they feel they talk about any things these days .As I look on around I see a group of half scared yet hanging to there horses kind of people with their veins of steel trying to over come initial scare and trying to regroup and re work their strategy about how to over come this terrible matter of examination.
A blue sky awaits all of whom brave past these barricade and fly towards freedom and eventually to be called the veterans of exam fever because after post graduation there ain’t gonna be an exam like this in which you fail.
Blue sky ,cold hands, cool air ,stiff neck , hard to notice glee on the face and eventually you see nothing but scared faces unwilling to give up and unwilling to give in.
Temptations to laugh will always come down the spine like shivers still you do nothing but watch with patience as initial shock make way for what is called joy beyond reach in pursuit of happiness and eventually graduating exceeding expectations and making way towards a lovely world filled with love fun and compassion.
With the above said I totally don’t have a clue what I started to make a note of and what I ended up writing but seldom do I feel so sane because life has its own ways of making you work on” tip toe “,that you will be astonished to find out that I began writing about blue sky and cold air with a pinch of sunlight to fill my heart I ended up sleep walking and wrote this piece of literature that began to unravel all on its own that you eventually end up thinking ” wit beyond measure is indeed man’s greatest treasure ” and hell I don’t have so much as a pea size wit to get me beyond the boundaries of normal manhood still I ended up in this tavern gave a stern look and live life on a lie as a tuff looking Moran and hey am still shaking and baking just like any one else
A word of insanity all the above said facts are nothing more than a whim of a madman or evermore as one may say a detailed analysis of the wrecked mind of a scared harpooner who lives killing whales but practices ahimsa coz he likes the notion of living peacefully by killing somebody and to set example as a mass illusionist specialising in zen.
With all said I will confirm that I am as sane as ever having blacked out for 30 minutes
Sionara
The Charmer Way 