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As I think of it,
my heart's beats get started to speed up.
And I get a strange pain in my head.
My brain says,
'Let's try some other day!' but,
My heart gets sad.
.
And when I lose the chance,
to do it.
The brain says,
'It would've been better if you would've done
it on that day.'!
This kills the heart.
.
The heart can only weep.
Because it's helpless.
The poor heart wants to control the brain,
like brain does with heart.
But nothing's in its hands,
I feel too pity for it!
.
'Dear heart',says the brain.
'You will make situations worse,
if you work at my place.
You will never think before you will take any action,
and I know it.
You are careless, you feel things a lot.'
.
'Dear brain,', says the heart,
'People say I am forthright,
and you just try making things fake.
I do, What I want to, if I can,
but you think a lot before taking any action
and finally don't do it!'.
.
The brain was speechless
and the heart won the arguement,
but the heart couldn't take its place
as it is soft and brain is hard.
Also it couldn't reach the brain,
or brain could.
.
'Aw poor heart!' says the brain with a chuckle,
'You work at your place, and I know
it's not possible to get my place.
You're too weak!'
The heart believed that it was true
and didn't do anything.
.
The heart never talked about replacing places,
with brain, again.
And things went,
as they used to.
The brain never listened or did,
whatever the heart said!
                                                               -Priya Asthana