Ah, I finally have access to a fast net connection. Over the past 3 weeks, there have been many things that I've wanted to blog about but the crappy net connection has acted like the biggest dissuader out there. I've forgotten most of it.. except this one quote that I found hidden amongst some papers that I was sorting out. I think it was up on my cupboard in BITS as well..
A man is born gentle and weak
At his death he is hard and stuff
Green plants are tender and filled with sap
At their death they are withered and dry
The stiff and unbending is the disciple of death
The gentle and yielding is the disciple of life
An army without flexibility never wins a war
The tree that is unbending is easily felled
The hard and the strong will fall
The soft and weak will overcome.
PS
I've reached Oxford.. post about it soon.. tomorrow probably.. too tired right now.. good night!
19 hours ago
2 comments:
wow ! great to see some update :)
settle down a bit and then let us know how Oxford is !!
That's a fantastic poem. Rarely do I appreciate someone else's stuff. Time to become more yielding.
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