As i was travelling down the road, following the directions given to me by a elderly palm tree, i started wondering why i was Blue. If there was a divine reason or maybe just a stupid one. The road less traveled has the answers. Answers that follow the gust of wind or randomly move alongside the Brownian particles. With my mind occupied with these seed shattering juices i barely noticed the sign post. With a sudden start the post became lucid to me and started yelling. it was saying something along the lines of how the youngsters don't heed to their elders advice. Everyone is capable of giving advice. Its like a congenital disease one is born with.