Reaching here was slow, But I tried to flow. On this bumpy road, I tripped, slipped and fell off. A dainty walk now I walk ;Sort off! At this juncture I embrace, My flaws with grace. Like a loose wire connection, We hit in the blind and fix. I played this very trick . As a rusted key troubles its lock, But we get the knack to unlock . Many morons I too met, A slow learner I was to forget, Atlast ! They no more are a mental threat. As we dust the pictures and momentos. And paint the walls and mow the lawn. I am clearing the clogged moments. And painting the scenes anew. Weeds I bury deep ,never to view. I delete and clear the space, Which was dumped in my memory. My notions I have updated. Once I believed myself as underrated. I have paused to restart without a full stop.