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By Kamlesh Tripathi

RIGHT OR WRONG

I was right and he was wrong,

And that brought about the storm,

No he was wrong and I was right,

And that brought about the lasting strife.

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For in the race of life,

I always made my wrong look like right,

And, his right look like wrong.

But all that required a lot of brainstorm.

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No one realized, in the rhythm of life,

Right and wrong were only two sides of the golden coin,

But what mattered in the cruise of life,

Was the proud possession of the golden coin,

And not the two sides.

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But one day when I turned feeble,

I lost the coin,

And what was left with me were the two sides without the coin,

The right and the wrong.

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I then realized,

In the greed of life,

My wrongs had outweighed my rights,

Therefore God had taken away all my likes.

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And in a jiffy I realized,

While in my twilight,

Neither was right and neither was wrong,

And it was only a battle of rage and storm.

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And one day,

The storm vanished,

The rage retired,

The right prevailed,

And the wrong expired.

But by then it was too late for me to aspire.

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