"We cannot all be masters, nor all masters; cannot be truly follow’d -Othello" I am a self-inspired poet; a crawling babe (if you will), struggling to understand this world,mystic, as it were, and failing often and rising thence. I know my price, I am worth no worse a place... I am a Computers student by day trying to blend science and spirituality, and for reasons that are very clear, falling again. Mysterious isn't it the ways of the world? Look at thee. I don't know who thou are, you don't know me; yet, some unseen force do work and has lead thee here... Let's ride on words and ponder over thoughts shall we?