Sociability

It is not the money in your bank account

But the gratitude accumulated in your social account
That may called as true earning
Yet an overlooked learning
This bereft of man’s cognizance
Often contrives his downfall in ignorance

The space in your heart

Is the foundation of your social art
Quintessential despite all success
Man must know man’s inner address
Than feel compelled towards monetary stress

All your life ambitious to excel

You cause your soul to repel
The need to connect and wait
For them who are slow and late
But still are human beings
Neither mercurial, nor short of feelings

The differences defining our society

Is an intriguing ambiguity
Immeasurable in wake of many a parameter
Social bonding reduces geniuses to jitter
The elements of which cannot be schooled
Its potential to hurt can never be ruled
Out as a trait undesirable
Man’s follies can only be forgivable
If fellow being’s shortcomings
To him are adorable

Always keep in mind that your fellow beings

Are not just stepping stones towards successful wings
They need your love, compassion and shrinking time
You cannot just be engrossed in your personal pantomime
Even when in need
Do not succumb to greed
Foster friendships and bonding for all seasons
Than being only lost in individual passion

Mindful in the garden of your dreams and intellectuality

Of a poor gardener called sociability.

Ankur