So many hours
I might have spent walking, watching, learning.
So many observations, I might have made,
So many theories, I might have formulated,
And proposed each one of them to the people I know
Some nodded hysterically
Some threw a disagreeing smile
Nevertheless, I remained what I am
I remained what I was.
When it comes to it, I realize
That a bit of speculation
Or ideas inspired from various sources
can be called commendable attempts
They can’t save me from being a Novice at understanding the world.