Gunjan, to prevent collisions, take each moment like a blind corner (poem)

I was taking my after dinner walk, in our dimly-lit, lush green campus.

I heard some footsteps coming forward, and I halted to gauge the direction of the sound.

Suddenly, a huge man appeared from behind the bushes, his hands were loaded with many small stuff.

We smiled and while crossing, he shared, how once due to his CEO's negligence, they had collided around a blind corner.

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Aum Tat Sat (God is Truth)