Poem By Santhanagopalan Vasudevan

Lose all shyness; lose all shame.
Sensitivity - put off that flame.
Ridicule, fun, provokes and blame,
And for all such things, you better be game.

Fear not mistakes, that try to bring you down.
None learnt cycling, without falling down.
Let there be blunders, once or twice;
But work like you're known for being wise.

No job is ever perfectly done;
After all, they say, to err is human.
Care not about what others think of you;
It can always be changed, if you believe in you.

Like all I've told you, wish I had ever been
Or atleast will be, that's yet to be seen.

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