Hello me,<\/p>\n
The last time I saw you was during our times in the village. Our secondary school environment was soothing. Apt for learning. The luscious green and unhurried lifestyle was calming. Now that you have come to the city, how is it been with you? Have you completed your uni education? Have you aged? Or matured? Have you married? Or parried?<\/p>\n
Life in the city has a way of turning one into a harassed dog. Pretending to be busy. You are looking over your shoulders. Looking over the boulders. Running after things not lost. Running after things long lost. Running after things that exist. Running after things that do not exist. Creating a hill out of a molehill. And a molehill out of a hill.<\/p>\n
Have you also joined the rat race? And become a rat that can never win the race? Are you engaged in the unseen race to nowhere? Or you are being pushed to embark on the visible race that leads to jeopardy? Please, avoid this tragedy.<\/p>\n
I have moved on. I have left the city. But the city refused to leave me. It is a tragedy. I have also moved from my last post. I have moved to the next post. I am now running from one pillar to the next post. Please, avoid this predicament.<\/p>\n
If I am wrong, correct me. You are married with children. I guess right. Keep yourself away from the hawks. The skimpily dressed ladies. They cannot satisfy you. They cannot be satisfied. They will not satisfy you. You cannot satisfy them. So, what is the sense in meddling with them? Please, avoid this predicament.<\/p>\n
Let me summarise my letter. Do not run after things not lost.<\/p>\n
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