Winds, Rain and thunderstorm, on a dark cloudy night , forces every living soul in shelters. A cold breeze sends shivers in a young body, Waned hopes, tired, but dauntless, weak body is still holding on in open air. This poor soul challenged nature's catastrophies his mind though focused, falters for a moment. He slaps himself and shakes his entire body, and speaks to himself - No Not Yet, Behold! few more moments. Suddenly, a ray of light farther away, catches his attention. an unbelieving power revitalizes his whole self with renewed zeal and energy he is UP, and the VOYAGE resumes.
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