Saturday, January 16, 2016

Let me not think of You!


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Let me not think of you
in the silence of the night
Let me not languish
the seasons gone by
Days that we spent together 
will never come back
Annihilate me with that million dollar smile
Smile that I would crave forever 
Let me not remember you
my heart shrieks with pain
Let me hug you for the last time
I doubt we would ever meet again
I started missing you
the moment you said goodbye
The Lane where we walked together
will never see us walk again
The flowers that once kissed the bee
The bee will never be the same
Bygone days will never return back
Your memories already began to haunt me
The void that you left behind
Will never be filled again
Even if it happens,
that will never be the same
What will the butterflies think
that fluttered within me
Every time you walked with me
I started missing you 
the moment you said goodbye

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.


Sunday, January 03, 2016

Every time you smile..

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Every time you smile
my heart skips a beat
my mind wanders 
with thoughts about you
a life of togetherness
it dreams, it hopes

Every time you smile
I transform into a butterfly,
flying  from one flower to another
to find the best one for you
No flower stands even close 
to your beauty, your elegance,

Every time you smile,
I plunge deep into the ocean
the ocean of love
that embraces me when I see you
Smile often for me
I want to get drowned in it

Every time you smile,
an imaginary wings gets attached to me
I feel like a little bird
and garble around carelessly
Smile and make this bird
fly high in the sky

Every time you smile.
I find myself in it
Smile for me, 
your smile haunts me,
Arrests me.
get me caged in your life.

I will  die watching you smile!


Wednesday, April 29, 2015

You are an exception!

You are an exception!


You met me as a stranger,
You sowed seeds of friendship,
You and Me turned to good friends
You fought with me
You hurt me terribly
You left me
You came back
You caused troubles
You hurt again
You fought again
You left again
You came back again
You hurt once again
You caused troubles once again
You fought once again
You left once again.


This is an infinite cycle but in the end you are an exception!

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Life your Life , the fullest!




Many things that Life offers,
some good, some bad
unexpected news arrive unexpectedly,
face up to the challenge,
part of life it is!

Why?  How? Questions do haunt,
useless things they are
live your life, the fullest
next what happens, no one knows
why worry about tomorrow?

Enjoy life, every minute, seconds,
for moments lost, never come back,
be happy, spread smiles
your life, You know it better,
live your life, the fullest!

This poem was actually written  by my younger sister! I  helped her in refining it!

Sunday, December 07, 2014

Symphony of Love

This is for you dude! This shall pass too! 


Entering my life, like a storm she
snatched me  with her love,
beholder was I, admired her, 
days and nights, faraway,
Killing me with her looks she
tortured me with her smiles,
long braided hair swinged,
cascaded my heart away
I sing  the song of love,
the symphony that unites us,

Baby, why  did you do this?
For I wanted your smile, your love,
I lost you, dreams snatched,
Hopes killed, chasing memories,
Everything hurts, your thoughts haunts,
Miles away, with some other, 
you weave a story of togetherness,
Distance apart, here I nurse my mauled heart.
Training it to live in your absence,
Now that you're no more,
Happiness ceased to exist,
Tired of life, love hurts,
It Pains!

Falling and Failing in love is not new to many. But for someone who hasn't tasted failure, defeat is matter too big. Any kind of defeat is heart breaking and failure in love destroys the heart. Heart is so vulnerable. Beating monster not only  pumps blood but also binds emotions together. My friend recently fell in love with a girl and eventually fell out of it after he got to know that she stabbed his love.  Thinking about his past, he laughs hysterically , wondering if all that happened recently in his life was just a dream. But Alas! Truth is bitter and takes time to digest!

This is for you dude!  Be strong, move ahead in life.




Saturday, July 12, 2014

Hey Brother!

Hey Brother,


Looking at the sky, 
I searched for the stars but found none,
You showed me the moon,
I cried, screeched and suffered in pain,
But you shared all my sorrows,
I expressed my grief in form of tears,
And you offered me a helping hand,
On the  rocky roads wherever you tread,
I followed you right behind,
You, my guru,mentor and my guide,
I saw a chivalrous knight in you,
Lessons of life that you'd taught me,
Moulded me into a strong being,
You honored all my decisions,
Thank you brother,I  love you!

Love,
Your Lil brother.

PS - I don't have an elder brother. But sometimes I wish I had one... :) 

Saturday, October 05, 2013

Sound of Silence




  No words to describe
what I feel right now
Your absence hurts me
haunts me day and night
The sound of silence
kills me from within
Never envisaged all this
when dreams crashed
desires collapsed one by one
Without you I am incomplete
come complete me swiftly
with your smile to sooth me
your love to fill me with mirth
Days from now would be
filled with reticence
having lost you
I search for myself
the purpose of everything
Without you, life hurts
Everything hurts and haunts!


The Solitary Writer is a blog which started as a hobby.Here you will find stories, poems, satirical posts, humour, photography and almost everything. This blog is the alter ego of a Technical guy who loves to be called as the Solitary Writer. Others call him Ste. He works as a Senior Quality Analyst in a leading Organisation and loves to break the codes and he likes to  do things differently. Did you like this post? Get The Solitary Writers updates via Facebook or Twitter, better yet, subscribe to it via RSS Feed. It’s easy, and free!Also you can discuss in the Forum. Comments are just another way to let me know how you feel.Don't forget to comment.

Saturday, July 20, 2013

Little moments of bliss!

little moments of bliss
taken from Google images


Seated inside the bus,
my eyes wander aimlessly,
glancing through the crowded market,
watching the kids play hide and seek,
There is a chill in the air,
the cold breeze kisses me
the drizzling rains in front of my window pane,
fills my heart with softness of love,
reminding me of the lovely embrace,
when i saw her on a rainy day,
our eyes met for the first time,
she smiled and  hugged me,
and I blushed as she did
As the windy breeze rafts the pane,
the noise as hits  my ears,
touches the chords of my heart,
there it rhymes the poem,
of sweet and   cozy romance
My heart is filled with mirth,
as the rains splash  on my face,
invokes a smile on my face,
rejuvenated thoughts invades my mind,
the cheerful warblings of the  birds,
the beauty of the evening sky adorns it,
the sun like a crowned king,
escorted by the dark clouds, it bids adieu
my heart  sings with grace,
butterflies flutter in my stomach
as the bus races on the streets,
nothing more that i could ask for
those little moments of bliss!




This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda
Also written for the Sunday Scribblings blog

The Solitary Writer is a blog which started as a hobby.Here you will find stories, poems, satirical posts, humour, photography and almost everything. This blog is the alter ego of a Technical guy who loves to be called as the Solitary Writer. Others call him Ste. He works as a Senior Quality Analyst in a leading Organisation and loves to break the codes and he likes to  do things differently. Did you like this post? Get The Solitary Writers updates via Facebook or Twitter, better yet, subscribe to it via RSS Feed. It’s easy, and free!Also you can discuss in the Forum. Comments are just another way to let me know how you feel.Don't forget to comment.

Sunday, May 05, 2013

You and Me; Forever and Ever

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 39; the thirty-ninth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The theme for the month is "Break"

This is a dedication for a wonderful friend of mine. She is amazing person and  someone whose friendship I cherished!

 Waking  up in the morning
I saw things I didn't wish to see

Walking down the memory lanes,
I feel life was never the same

 Within a jiffy, things changed,
everything turned upside down
in no time  I realized that
Life without kin is like a fish without a fin

 Treading through the dark road,
I asked where am I?
through teary eyes and sorrow,
I asked who am I?

Having lost myself amongst the unknown faces
I lamented  my decisions which
snatched not my tears , but my smile
and  they who meant me lot

 Days and Night
through moist eyes and tears I cried
silent nights that I slept
thinking of them whom I loved

 My heart yearned to meet someone special
to break my fears and tears away
someone who would show me dreams
and promises to bring  back my smile

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Take me with you!


My heart beat races,
everytime when I talk to you.
I feel you,miss you,
when I think of you.
I realize I have changed,
for  I have fallen for you.
I dream of togetherness,
to live a life  with you.
now that I have fallen for you,
you are everything for me.
I like listening to you ,
for I love to hear you more.
I look at your eyes,
for your eyes amaze me.
your every feature attracts me,
makes me want to feel you.
My heart pounds,
Whenever I look at you.
This feeling is strong,
your charm haunts me.
for I am afraid,
I am losing myself to you.
Everyday I am thinking of you,
Dreaming of you,
I see stars during day.
My heart hurts,
when I don't see you.
for life with you,
will be treat for me.
I miss you every,
single minute I don't talk to you.
I wish to talk more,
accept my love,
Take me with you.


For Sunday Scribblings

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Saturday, December 03, 2011

The Red Couch!


Magpie 93 – Photo provided by Magpie Tales

I walk a lonely road,
Everyday too and fro,
I work whole day and night,
With less Sleep,food,
While I walk,i see
An imaginary red couch,
That wants me to sit on it
I look at it and walk away,
I see behind ,it invites me
I toil hard in front of Computer
Writing codes and making  Sheets,
I sit on the chair,
My back aches,migraine,
Work pressure,Stress.
When I go back home,
I see the same red couch,
That wants me to sit on it,
I ignore and walk away.
This Cycle repeats and goes on,
Everyday I disappoint it,
But today I accepted it,
And sat on it with a smile,
Realized what life was like,
The first time in my life,
And it feels so great,
I look around the world,
I feel so amazed.
It teaches me to make time,
During the busy hours,
take some rest,breaks,
thats all what I desire,
Now everyday I look at it,
The Red Couch Smiles at me.


PS - I seldom write poems and I guess it was just another attempt at writing a poetry. Feedbacks are appreciated


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Sunday, October 30, 2011

Morning Blues


In the Morning to Work today,
I saw the traffic go morose.
I wish I could move ,
in a swift,away.


The Cars,they honk a musical honk,
a headache it triggers,
in this mindboggling traffic,
slowly I drift away.


Looking at the watch go tik tok tik
i smile at  my own plight
Never again shall I be late,
the traffic that I hate.

I look at the traffic light,
waiting  for the red to go green,
never did it happened,
nor my car moved.

I honked the horns,
they all saw me go berserk,
crazy and weird,
they all  called me.

Looking at the watch go tik tok  tik,
the light showed green from red,
Lord finally heard my prayers,
The traffic moved once again.



***This has been written for Magpie Tales 88***
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Saturday, June 18, 2011

Mermaid's sorrow



A beautiful mermaid,
lonely swimming in an ocean
had a dream to meet 
the most handsome man on Earth.


Everyday she would pop out  ,
to get a glance of  this  smart guy.
who  would swim all across the ocean
devoid of this pretty angel watching him within .


Deep within the sea,
the mermaid would yearn to meet him.
She would watch him everyday
at the same hour,same time.


She loved him,she liked him.
One day the guy saw her,
silently watching him.
He chased her beneath the sea.


Scared and Frightened,
within a swift of a second,
She plunged to her home
He followed her from behind .



finally her  dream came true,
when he met her 
She smiled at him,
He smiled at her.



she loved him,she liked him,
Deep within the ocean,
They both swam towards their destiny
the mermaids  happiness grew no bounds 


Little did she knew 
that he was a human,
and she was a mermaid.
he drowned to death.


She cried ,she wept,
She was afraid of  being alone,
Having lost her love,
She killed herself




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Sunday, June 05, 2011

Sweet

Sweet
 
I found myself when I saw you,
to know that  you  were the one.
For days I followed you
everywhere you went,
to let you know that I was there for you.
Your smile enlightened me,
made me high and fly ,
Everynight  I come to visit you ,
to let you know that I was there  for you.
But today you said things that hurt me,
Did you really mean it?
or was that another prank?

I admire you everyday just to ,
let you know that I was there for you.

Baby!  you  were always mine 
but today you proved me wrong,
You asked me to fade away from your  life,
I'm already broken and gone,
You taught me a lesson by saying ,
that your  love for me was fake,
kill me,hurt me,shoot me
but do not leave me alone .
for I will be always there for you

Written for Sunday Scribblings
 
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Wednesday, October 07, 2009

166.Yesterday's tear ,Tommorow's fear..




Waking up at Noontide,
I  think  of life  as  a  roller coaster ride.
Up and down,it goes  round ,
Round and Round without any bound.

Up it  goes,
Life's good times it shows,
When friends were not foes,
Melancholous tears apart.

I   lay  awake,eyes wide   open,
 Still chasing  those desirious  dreams.
Reminiscing,I  look    at   the  stunning   sun,
with  rays of   hopes it  evokes.

I  recall  those  days   of rain,
thinking of    which  gives  me   pain.
Joy,my enemy.
Sorrow,my best friend.                            
                                                                                                                                              
Yesterday's mess ,
is  today's stress.
 bad  I feel,
sad i am

hoping against hopes,
to change tears to smile.
is what i wish,
today and tommorow



Submitted for One Single Impression prompt: descent.  This is my first poem after 9 months.I really don't know how it has turned up.Waiting for your comments

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Wednesday Wonders!!!!! - Kajal...

I wrote this for a friend of mine in reply to her poetry dedication :). I never knew that I will make good friends here and like her there are many other friends in the blog world where we share same thoughts and interests. This one is for my fellow blogger who completed her 100 days of blogging 4 days ago.This person is a talented person who is blessed with great writing skills.You have a long way to go,KAN. This one is for you and you know it.


THIS IS FOR YOU, AND YOU KNOW IT!!!

In the search of my lost friend,
hopelessly I wandered.
As he being a guide,
inspiration and a mentor.

Days changed into months and years.

Seasons after seasons,
Searched hopefully,
Through harsher weathers.

Would have not believed in miracles,
hadn't been that night,when I found you
when my heart sang in delight,
for the blessing showered on my plight.

I found the source of my joy
in thy friendly bonding.
Strangers just a while ago,
Became friends,didn't we?

True,"Language"
does wonders ,to people's hearts.
"Special" is a word
that suits you the most.

We will talk again my friend ,
and smile again together too.
I wish to be that true friend
without the shades of virtual curiosity.

I do have faith,where I stand,
We will remain friends forever,
You aren't a stranger any more,
As to me , you are my lost friend

Lost friends do come back
As you have come in mine.
Some times later,
on the crossroads of life,
when you pass by me
I won't give you a strange look

But, smile and say,

"HEY KAN,YES I DO KNOW YOU .."

Well ,I still remember that night when I spoke to her. It was a random gtalk friend request.I got her gtalk id through Writers Lounge as I was the one who invited her .I can now call her as one of my best friend.... I never realized that she would dedicate a poem for me.We love fighting at times too.Kan,remember the WL MH post comment section .We both flooded it with the comments naa.How kiddish was that?Some times I still wonder If there was no internet then I wouldn't have met people like her.Lets be friends forever. Hope we remain best friends forever Kajal. :).Lets fight more like kids for its fun. .what say?
I know we both have really acted like stupid at times,...with all those fights and made people wonder what is wrong with both of us.We always prove that we both are best friends and everytime we fight ....there is a dedication waiting ...... I am really happy that I got a new comrade in this blog world.... Love you for everything you have done for me.You are a sweetheart for sure......:D
This poem is a dedication to a friend who completed her 100 days in this blogworld.I pray that you successfully blog for another 100 and 1000 days to come. We all are here to read your work. :) .Love you meri Jaan and a tight hug for this :D.This picture reminds of my childhood.It symbolizes you and me....


Happy belated 100 days of blogging....was actually busy with projects and assignments...so couldn't to it




God Bless you Kajal and you can read the poem she dedicated to me by clicking here
You are my best friend,Jaan,KAN,Champu and my bachhi

No words to describe how I feel....
For I don't know what to say,
My happiness has gone extreme
I'm dying for words,
to express my happiness.
In this world of virtuality,
I found a comrade just like me
together we cry
together we smile
together we fight
with all might
For days I pined for this
in search of this bliss

she wrote a poem which was addressed to no one....but only we both knw to whom it was addressed......i loved each and every line of the poem that she had dedicated to me.....even i had replied to her in similar manner.....yes kan ...if after few days if we meet in real i wud definately say that i know you......coz ur amongst my gr8 and best buddy...i wud rather be friend and support u on every step of urs.......apart from such things shez a damn creative person.....creativity has no bounds....she has explored her creativity on all spectrum ....wheter it be poems in english or hindi ,stories or anything......i bet very few people r like kajal..... people like her are very few ...she is a rarely found gem on a queens crown....we at writers lounge call her poetry princess just because she is damn good in writing poems....read her poems and u will know more......she is an active member from writers lounge and she is a very good person too......thanks a lot for ur friendship kan.....


**Wrote this for TOM ,KAN,JAAN ,Champu,my best friend.... .Love yaaa ...lets be friends forever :D ..I 'm sure your "Industrial Economics" paper wi ll go will....and I bet you will come with flyi ng colours in all your papers.




Tuesday, April 07, 2009

If you think, you can...





If you think, you can
For there is a day after every night
If hopes are intact then
The chances of goal attainment are all bright

If you think, you can
You can break mountains into stones
It’s in your hands
Do not leave your hopes

If you think, you can
You can overcome your sorrow
And your tears can turn into smiles
You can regain your lost glories tomorrow

If you think, you can
You can carve a stone into a statue
A pain filled soul will work hard
Patience and dedication is a prized value.
But only if you think you can,

If you think you can
then you will,
For “I can’t” is meant for weak,
You are strong, so don’t give up the thrill!

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Good Old School days......



When
The school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and
benches!

When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books
and notes!

When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
managed to line up daily for the morning prayers..
We learnt writing with
slates and pencils, and
Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and then Micro tips!

When we began drawing with crayons and evolved to
Color pencils and finally sketch pens!
When we started calculating
first with tables and then with
Clarke's tables and advanced to
Calculators and computers!

When we chased one another in the
corridors in Intervals, and returned to the classrooms
Drenched in sweat!

When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors,
Playgrounds,
under the trees and even in cycle sheds!

When all the colors in the world,
Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays!
When a single P.T. period in the week's Time Table,
Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons!

When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,
And Neckties and socks rolled into balls!

When few played
'kabadi' and 'Kho-Kho' in scorching sun,
While others simply played
'book cricket' in the
Confines of classroom!

Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy!
When we used to
watch Live Cricket telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks!

Gone are the days
Of Sports Day,
and the annual School Day ,
And the one-month long
preparations for them.

Gone are the days
Of the stressful Quarterly,
Half Yearly and Annual Exams, And the most
enjoyed holidays after them!

Gone are the days
Of tenth and twelfth standards, when
We Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests!

We learnt,
We enjoyed,
We played,
We won,
We lost,
We laughed,
We cried,
We fought,
We thought.
With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience, all this and more!

Gone are the days
When we used
to talk for hours with our friends!
Now we don't have time to say a `Hi'!

Gone are the days
When we played games on the road!
Now we
Code on the road with laptop!

Gone are the days
When we saw stars Shining at Night!
Now we see stars when our code doesn't Work!

Gone are the days
When we sat to chat with Friends on grounds!
Now we chat in chat rooms......!

Gone are the days
Where we
studied just to pass!
Now we study to save our job!

Gone are the days
Where we had no money in our pockets and still fun filled on our hearts!!
Now we have the atm as well as credit card but with an empty heart!!

Gone are the days
Where we shouted on the road!
Now we don't shout even at home

Gone are the days
Where we got lectures from all!
Now we give lectures to all... like the one I'm doing now....!!

Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will be
Lingering in our hearts for ever and ever and
Ever and ever and ever .....

Gone are the Days.... But still there are lot more Days to come in our Life!!

NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE ,
DONT FORGET TO
LIVE THE LIFE THAT STILL
EXISTS...... ...

(Thanks a lot Mannu for writing this.Yes,I still remember those days when we used Writing pads as our bat to play cricket.Do,you remember John Vada pav wala?Yaar,you made us happy by writing this.Thanks a lot Manpreet.You rock.....Hope we get back to school one day to meet our teachers....some one who loved us.Hugs!!)


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When we looked at the sky and searched for the stars,
You showed us the twinkling stars.
When we went through the darkness,
you gave us the light of happiness.
Without you ,Our life wouldn't be the same.
You took efforts and stress to teach us,
Leaving behind the troubles and the pains.
Thanks a lot for everything you have done for me and Anu.
Thanks AMMA!!!.

Many Many happy returns of the day,MOM


Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Thy Smile inspires me......


She will twine you around her fingers,
She is like a little bud,which would bloom one day,
Her cherubic face will turn you dotty,
And sometimes she will make you naughty.

Little she is,but teaches us great life lessons,
She smiles back whenever you look at her,
For she means,
Life is short,
Learn to smile at every instance of your life,
For smile doesn't needs money,
Smile and lets smile is what she says.

She is a little magician,
who mesmerises you through her seraphic smile.
She is nothing less than a saint,
her angelic face says the rest

She sleeps on her craddle,
Like the stillness of a lake.
For she means,
Life is a stack of sorrows,
At times you get hurt and you get vexed,
To stay calm is what she says.


Often she turns into a grumbler,
She weeps to meet all her needs,
For she means,
Life is an enigma,
Sometimes your hardwork may fall in pit,
To get ahead in life is best ,is what she says.


She is naughty at times,
She wants to make you happy ,
Through her sweet gestures and actions.
For she means,
Life is a game,
It teaches how to overcome failures,
Support others during their grief is what she says.

Little she is,but teaches us great life lessons,
Cherish every moment of life, without inducing sorrows,
For she is a young magician ,
Who inspires people through her heavenly smile.


Some one is learning to type.:)



Sorry guys ,I am busy and I am not being able to catch up with your blog.Will do it soon .:)

Monday, January 26, 2009

A lesson of hope...


I see the aurora,the first light ,
and I look at the mirror reflecting my melancholic smile.
That shine gives me a gloomy feel.
The chopped reflection of all my dreams
seemed to have been doomed.
I mislaid my future in extreme secrecy,
to observe all my futile dreams,

Life seem to have taken a drastic turn,
where I could see my happiness burn.
I refrained my self from the right,
as I considered it was beyond my might.
I thought myself as a rootless tree.
Sorrows and Struggles attracted me,
and my melancholy grew.


My hatred towards life took twist,
Until that day,for what I won't miss.
I couldn't and I can't was all that I knew,
and realized that people like him are very few.
Living life is not a big deal.
My Life was like a rudderless boat,
till I got a view of that divine soul.

For many ,he was a man without legs,
For few,he was an emeritus army officer.
His life was like a tree with leaves ,before that mishap .
With Autumn,trees shed their leaves,
Likewise his happiness got slaughtered.
An audacious officer walking on his sole,
was put to wheelchair all alone.


He never gave up nor he died,
As for every wound ,there is a heal,
for once,he took life as a challenge,
and now he lives a life against his hopes.
He paints,he writes ,he sings.
Every day he lives a new life,
which is like standing on the tip of a knife.


Looking at him,brings me back my lost hopes,
For I started rediscovering my forbidden goals.
his life taught me a lesson,of hopes and confidence.
For once,I was lost on my path.
it was a path full of griefs and sorrows.
He is an idol , a teacher and a mentor,
who inspired me through his life.




Just to inform that this poem I wrote as a dedication to the person for whom this post is addressed.I got to learn a lot from him.He inspired me from his life .A bird with broken wings can't fly and he proved it wrong.No matter a person have all his body parts or not,it depends on how your using it .A man with no limbs and doing all his work ,inspiring people is better than a person with all his body parts and doing nothing.Thanks sir!. I dont intend to reveal his name .

crossposted @Writers Lounge