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It was a beautiful day. The perfect day when one ought to be in the open, driving down an empty highway, wind blowing through one’s hair, or maybe lazing by the pool in a cozy deck chair.
The Sun was partly obscured by the clouds. The hide-and-seek effect it was creating was what gets you into the mood for poetry, or activity that spawns the need for poetry.
“But this is the very problem,” thought Abe. He was stuck in a room with a dull white coloured wall listening to a teacher, a good teacher, who, for once, failed to hold his attention. “This is the very problem,” continued Abe, albeit to his own self. He had come to realize through painful experiences that asking simple questions or making even simpler statements aloud could invite a great deal of trouble. For instance, there was a time, when in 2nd Grade, Abe had made that mistake, for the first and maybe the last time.
The textbook said in bold words, “Air is everywhere.” He had also read sometime before about this thing called space, where you couldn’t stay without a spacesuit because there was no air. Besides, it was also inconveniently filled with something called vacuum. He had found out that spacesuits were not available at the local clothes shop, which meant that notmany kids went into space. But the thought that you could float made it a very lucrative playground for him. By the time he finished a game of space-tag in his mind, the teacher had finished the lecture too.
“Do you have any questions?” The funny thing about this question is that no one is supposed to answer. You are supposed to look at the pretty girl sitting on the chair to your right. You think it was addressed to her, while she looks at you and thinks it was addressed to the clown on her left.
But that day, way back in 2nd Grade, Abe had broken the rule. He had again raised his hand and before the teacher could ignore his pitiable but defiant attempt to break the rule, he said, “I have read there is no air in space.” What followed next was something that Abe would like to forget. There was also a reason why Abe was remembering his gaffe today. There was something in common. Both were beautiful days...

...and so starts Abe's journey in search of success, friendship, love, future and everything in between. Hooked? Then read on... 'Being Icy Cool'