I made a paper boat
And whispered a lie.
“You don’t have to float,
You are meant to fly.”
I’m a paper airplane, it thought,
And flew away with a war cry.
I sobbed and became distraught,
But it didn’t hear the lone’s outcry.
He was institutionalised for 6yrs in a Film Institute, to forget about the 4yrs which an Engg college stole. Inveterate dreamer who dreams to utter Spielberg’s words, “I dream for a living.”
