I always love to express myself amidst others thinking that's the way to capture people's imagination.
I spend every single penny to be happy to the core thinking that's the way to live as if there's no tomorrow.
I spread my wings of imagination to explore the world thinking that's the way to purify youself
in draining world.
I jump in joy when i play cricket thinking that's the way to bring the child in you alive after all you cannot be an adult without being childish at times.
I punch hands in air when i solve my official issues with ease thinking that's the way to react when tough gets going and threatens to win dubious race in which you are the other racer.
I sob when i come through the difficult part of my life thinking that's the way to vent out
frustrations as i already mentioned myself as an expressive human.
Now the difficult part of my thinking brain takes lime light and asks me "You very expressive, joyous, imaginative, innovative "YOU" why do you think twice to act for sponsoring a child, who also has all the right to express your kind of behaviour".
My thinking brain works overtime these days thinking to alter my altar.