What if I had a speech disorder?
Or couldn't think in colors?
What if I liked oranges more?
Or hated the drunken stench of bars?
What if I wore a wig?
Or wore socks to bed?
What if I chased cars and bikes?
What if I never knew you enough?
Would you still be kind to me?
Sketching of my mentor , brother, guidance and sir
The dream begins with a teacher who believes in you, who tugs and pushes and leads you to the next plateau, sometimes poking you with a sharp stick called "truth
Thanks a lot sir