THe power of yes in the world of no. That is how one headline went as i went past a phase of dissonance amidst the need to keep my innocence. The lung power and lusty cheers had shown the foes-turned-dacoits having a field day despite knowing well the time was not something that could keep them in all round sway.

The power to keep yourself rooted to the ground is what keeps you going and this would probably prevent commoners from discordant seeds sowing.