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The journey of a boy from those canvas shoes to stepping into the tight shiny shoes of a man, may not be as simple as passing ur masters or walking a trampoline. Some are fearless yet they fear, some know all yet they are clueless. It comes to you in parts n phases, bits n pieces. When i stop and look around, i know I am not the only one who is afraid to change or of changes. Its not possible to be at 2 phases at the same time, but its all relative.  Its like being in between dreams. U grow learning to tie a shoe lace , makes it difficult to choose and pick a shoe without laces even if its the most comfortable and the right thing to do. Even though u feel u've seen the world somehow makes u still feel incapable of understanding. Its like a performance one after the other, but once u skip a turn and decide to wait backstage makes it more difficult to get on that stage and give the performance u know u are capable of. The feet feel tied down to tonnes of weight. but the moment u take that first step, its all feather light. Sometimes all u need is someone to be there, not to help u , not to suggest, not to push, not to tell but for u to knw that its alright ..

KNOTTS

As he rest himself on the sea shore..... i saw him struggling with knots. not 1, not 2 but a hundreds he bore.

Every scar had a story to tell........ but don't stories leave a scar to be felt

As i stared on closely... to my surprise....silently and patiently this man undid one knot at a time....where i would have lost my mind and asked god to answer my cries.

He turned to me and said"every problem at a time if you take, in your life very few mistakes you'll make"

"with every knot left aside, thousands of problems you'll fish my child"

With every gush of ocean breeze.... the man with knots felt at ease.

i never thought knots could have so much to say........ the 4 letters which ended it were OKAY.