On Work...

"The work goes on, the cause endures, the hope still lives and the dreams shall never die."
Thus spake Edward Kennedy.

I'm PRETTY sure thats exactly how those magically well aligned emptied bottles also felt, as they watched from the shadows, the scene of unadulterated fraternity and true worship of that which I call the 'feel'. The feel of course, is the single most influential player amongst all the wonders that make life alive, with meaning, purpose and beauty embellishing our every step.

I can imagine them breaking for the night, with a moment of perspective loaded introspection:
Alpha: "Look at them..."
Bravo, Charlie: "... Sigh"
Delta: "What was it that that Bachchan chap had written about us...?"
Echo: "Yes, our work here is done."

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Cheers, to the feel that is the ras of our lives. Whatever it may be.