“The SCAR” is not Just a healed And lost wound Rather memory repealed For being bitter Imprinted on Dreams sweeter By delusions, Over confidence The first fall The first slap Such a mishap! Some silly aberration In flow of merry time Inflicting lesson prime That stays long To remind All along Our mortal stay Traversing age Mirroring blundering days A mark on life’s page Preaching like a sage One need not go far And simply learn From “The SCAR” Ankur

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