The desert ,the empty space,the quietness,the scorching sun,when the sun is up I couldn’t tell the difference between the sky and the earth.
Night comes to the desert all at once and it seemed like someone turned off the lights,then all I see is nothing but bottomless infinity over my head.
I had to live in the desert before I could understand and appreciate the full value of grass,green grass and the cool breeze soothing my skin.
From a point of clarity,I see a vision of the actions I should have taken and the results that would have emerged,and I ask myself…….HOW DID I GET HERE ??
But in it all I scratched the desert to produce my garden.
Then I awoke drenched in my own sweat and realised my memories of yesterday still haunted me…

A fragment on the route to my success


17 thoughts on “THE LIFE OF A SCHOLAR…

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