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“Naked Glory” Strange are the ways of people, weird are their tenets, silly, they look with the mask made for their social appearances. The contours of our social structure have such strict framework that the freedom of your soul is compromised and with time an independent persona starts suffocating. One day, he asks to himself bamboozled, “Is it really needed to always have that serious look when you sit in a business meeting”,   “does it really hurt the direction of the thoughts of the other people involved if I crack a mild joke in the midst of a serious conversation so as to ease the environment?”, “why the mere mentioning of sex and/or death in general public make them raise a brow?" “Why can’t a rich person greet with a pleasing smile on his face when he confronts that poor lift man?" and "why questioning their ways, is such an egregious folly?” The societies bristled with stagnated beliefs and rusted traditions have been raising the poison of hypo...

Only you can do this all I found an astonishing place far away from my home, travelled thousands of miles right there in Livingstone. The river Zambezi, placed there on the landscapes just right, And the grand Victoria falls showing me their passion and might. I see the river upside down hanging from that bungee rope, All faces smiling, all eyes beaming; it certainly is the abode of Hope. A small but audacious bird chirping and sitting on the Hippo’s back, And I clicked the moment timeously standing from the river cruise’s deck. The sunset over the river displaying the spectrum of color and shade And I, watching the phenomenon spellbound; wondering, how He made. Crossing the Victoria bridge right through the rainbows, While hearing the thundering sound of the falls coming from very close. That lonely tree still holding its grip on the edges of the fall, O almighty, you and only you can do this a...