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I wish i knew i was skilled at something, anything would do good... But I ain't.. Jugglery of words isn't my realm. Neither is the myriad of colours. Nor the symphony of chords..Pray, dear heavens tell me what i ought to do, when I'm sitting idly as this? Now people don't mistake me for a gifted or something... I'm not!! Every fool produces a bright spark like that once in his life.Think of it as one such spark and dwell upon it no more.. Coz I'm but a fool with no tool!