I Sigh about what I see with my eye

observing the thump of a lump

bidding yes to eye that cry

bumping into a huge trump.

butterflies fly in the sky,

fungi favors a rock,

by and by an effort to try

is attempted by weatherrock.

should I lie about what I saw in the sky

and how my feelings were stirred

by aspirations reaching high

making the unheard of heard.

What sadness prevails when mortal men die

as the ocean ends at beginning of land

when a fair doth lowly fry

in taking a superior stand.

is it only me who's lonely ?

with all things be granted to those who pray ?

Sales--is it what i am

I was watching the movie Rocketsingh, the way he comes up and sits in his seat just reminded me of my first job, i had a seat under the staircase..thats where i started my career from.

i am loving my job new challanges and new ways to explore...somewhat it is fun.

Sales makes money, it also makes career......i also wanted a life...do i have a life ?

I do, I do thats what I say myself everyday and what do i do about it, I meet the customers, smile at them whe they keep on shouting at me and keep competing with the competetion by reducing the quote.

but at the end of the day I get the Moolah...