The day will come soon.

The day will come soon. Am waiting for that day which I can’t express in words because its out of words expression which cannot be tackle by the words the genius will grew in me on that day . No one listen on that day about others, themselves but they listen to me. Am the conqueror. The boy who grow with the mind of emptiness disgrace of love from his own and who like the solitude is now the leader of the world. The marker of the new epoch in the history of our civilization of brutality, aristocratic rulers will never sleep they waiting for the period to open the doors of death. They don’t know which act may consume their life.

The world waiting for the son of nature the immortal who never dies are bends before the chaotic lawless brute uncivilized people. Who gives the law of his own to the people of his own. He knows everything acting as unknown to every thing. Man of simple life the justice with impractical.

Never before the sunset I saw him as know he was doing. In the morning he cried for the milk. He played with the worldly offerings. All are amazing how he was playing one who cried in the morning for milk is crying with the happiness of playing the head of cruel, barbaric uncivilized devils.

Morning he had his own world of praying loves everyone laughs every one himself doesn’t know when he turn into a bad the the devil the fighter the thunder arms where waiting for the pot to dig the biscuits like parts of the every are who are not permitted by the god to stay on the earth. He never apologies himself if he not committed mistakes. One who tried to make him to ball were don’t know whether they lived in their house or the feel of that boy.

Date: 26/03/2001