There was a painter,an artist,an enthusiast
......lost,forgotten and left...
somewhere in the pages of history,
In his times people living far and wide would greatly appreciate his creations,
his acclamations soured high and high...
Still, he wasn't happy.
His kith,kins and dear ones ... never understood him...
they took him for eclecticism...
thinking that he was a little artist and rather an eccentric!
So, He thought of taking suggestions.
He made a painting and left it on an open podium,in the middle of the road's square...open to all advice!
time flew...and flew away...
by the evening, artist was as eager as the moon...
he went to the scene and was taken aback! Aghast!
the whole painting was covered with corrections....
red , white, blue, distortion, modifications and what not!
then he thought!
and realised.....
people up , close and dear, become so familiar,
that they try to superimpose their discretion .
Henceforth, to survive and to maintain the individuality...
the only thing needed 'is not only advice'
but one's intellect and capacity to stand back,defend and then,analyse!
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