A boat

There comes a phase in our lives when we feel so directionless that we become a stooge for the mass. The life becomes a boat. A boat that is floating on the water with no means of steering or stopping. No matter how much  we toe the mark, we end up loosing the direction. It requires a lot of courage to find the right path and even more to stick to it.

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