Reluctance and persuasion
comprise the day.
it is a game play,
the one who holds
slips and escapes
too often, where
and why, beyond
comprehension.
Relates and fixes
anecdotes, happened
25 years back,
He jumps from one to another
in such speed , distracts
and deviates, Mediation is at a loss
The opposition watches.
Marvels at the man’s
rubberiness, but stays
steadfast in the demands.,
unwilling to let any
of their demands,
All in a sudden he agrees,
things work fast, I remain
wary. The question,
Why did he agree?
leaves me sleepless.
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