Harbouring dreams of conquering all,
Mephistopheles made him sell his soul;
Chateaus,villas and Porsches,
Nurturing a pile of ashes among the roses..
This is in context of a story I wrote,but i guess it applies to most of us in a lot of ways especially those who suffer from separation anxiety when their blackberries lie a foot away,those who are glad that they don't have the time to "stand and stare" and a few others who have forgotten how it was to be 12 years old.Them and a lot more.
