I composed in the last week a poem about 4th july along with some flash-back memories.I wished to attach it with a photo of national flag before posting it in my blog.
Yesterday night I tried desperately to transport it from Microsoft words to google.After highlighting the piece as soon as I clicked, my poem shrienked to be turned like a broad margin , as the letters became as small as dot.Then with a second click to "undo' ultimate diaster came down; the poem vanished like a genie in the bottle, but the bottle too was 'invisible'!I could not find my staff anywhere, niether in 'file' nor in 'document'. I applied all my skill more than hour but could not rescue the poem or blog.
I dashed my head hundred times between the two walls of 'clicking'"undo" and "redo,"and created more complicacy.
This is why I have become"clickophraniac." ....The mouse roams to and fro but my palm becomes numb before I click .
The draft of the poem is still in my note-book. But when I copy anything from note-book to internet, it always changes.Even if I write it again,it will not be same as before. Also writing depends on flowing mood of thoughts ;Once interrupted, it may turn back to somewhere else.
At last, I went on bed lamenting on my fault ,what harm was there to leave the poem appeared as sleek and modern like a cookie-cutter super-model ?
I dreamt to be a block-buster,
Instead I stumbled upon blog-disaster!
And rolling down and down
Through the sloping ground
To the ditch of ignorance
About internet super-age!
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