SiNg0d

Be like the wind, Ready to blow Every wisp of Sorrow from others' lives. Be like the fire, Reducing darkness and coldness, Bring warmth and light, In others' lives. Be like the water, Ready to rise quickly, In reply to injustice, And back without a hitch. Be like a tree, Growing in stature, And wisdom every day, Showering shadows over lesser people. Then my boy, You will be a man.

Slowly the room filled up with the halogen lights, blinding everyone who dared to look at them directly. The lights technician moved from one light to another carefully adjusting them, sometimes by an inch, before he sat down, finally satisfied. In the now visible room, a handful of people scurried around, picking up strewn garbage, wrappings of props past. Another two carefully straightened the photos on the wall once more before the set designer quietened down and waved them away. In one corner of the room, stood the script writers tightly huddled together, haggling over the wordings of the scene. Sometimes a voice would raise but then im

"Fear not, O Friend, I'll battle this evil with ye", said I as I sat down with him under the shade of a tree. He produced a bottle of some strange potion, and took a swing from it. I had been on an errand that would have to wait, when I had encountered a comrade of old, along the road, whose resigned look made me weep for the ways of this world. "Tell me more about this evil sorcerer you spake about." "Oh! He is a master of words, he shall ask you riddles of deceit and trap you in his unbreakable spell. His ways are such he can deceive even the King!", he said. "But then again why you go to battle him, single handedly when you yourself say t