Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Wings...

Picking his nose, he sat munching on cereals while flipping through the latest Archie’s. His to-do list still had computer games, soccer and hours of endless chatting with strangers on the net.

Sunny was a genius - at least which is what his IQ tests showed. He could crack Grade 9 calculus problems before blinking his eyes twice and his memory was capable of storing all the world’s capital cities in alphabetical order.

Alas, Sunny was a “perennial underachiever”. He seldom made an effort to tap into his potential. Comics, games and internet took front-seat, while his intelligence rusted.

What use is a bud if it hesitates to bloom? What use are wings, if you choose not to fly?


-Fuehrer

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