Another crazyyyyyyy---day dawns....

Together we walk mechanised streams. We hurry as if we intend tremendous exploration of knowledge. Then , just when knowledge is to be excavated, we hibernate together while knowledge slips by half closed eyelids, wide open mouths and yes the gaps in snores. I learn the art of sleeping with my eyes open . They in turn learn the art of watching know-ledge sideways from me. Together we hush up as the hounds step in to to snoop on our conspiracy, to brand the taught and the tutor as unfit. The line between the condition of the disciplined and the disciplinarian blurs so well that it is possible to measure the distance between a sleep and an awakening in cycles thirteen. Across sleepy eyelids, am thanked for the lullaby. Together lost and away, we build homes in our minds between blissful gaps,  a hibernation to hide the softness that survives beneath a tough survival streak.