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He Makes One Hundred Thousand A Day



speaks out my friend Shalu.
He is workaholic, does no know
what he eats and drinks, his wife
cries hoarse.
He is preoccupied has no time
to enjoy laments his mother.

Each one makes him a hero
magnify his prowess and attitude
in an inimitable way, I imagine him to be
an embodiment of greatness
and one with business acumen.
Await to see him.

The other day, Shalu in all ‘excitement
screams,”here he goes”. I rush to the porch
to catch a glimpse of the “great man”.
My heart sinks to the nadir, Shalu,
I exclaim ” Is that the man?” She
nods vigourously, I mark my
exit with dismay.

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By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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