Showing posts from October, 2014

My Imagination

This was my first attempt to write a poem, at age 11. My Imagination My Imagination sails so high, like the clouds in the sky sailing by, by and by Oh so high, Oh so high, I imagine trees, which grow pizzas, instead of leaves and instead of fruits they grow toffees I imagine that I would have, a power of making wishes come true by which I would be become, a super hero But whatever I imagine can't always come true as for it is a big truth in life too By: Gautam Jain Date : 18/1/05

The Perils of Perfection

In my view, perfection means something on which you can not improve upon. So that means learning anything new will break that rule of being "perfect". We, as humans never stop learning until we are dead, so that means that the only perfect person is a dead one because he cannot learn anymore. So never strive for perfection. Always go for improvement, learn something new, practice something you know, as today's perfect will be buried and old tomorrow. The only person that can make you better is you.