"The Monk Who is YET to sell His Ferrari".
Nothing glorious to brag, ain;t seeking any. A planet circling around, with a bunch of dots roller-coastering. Food 4 Soul. Greens, besides some natural water. Love, Infinite life. Purity. Beats, Decibels & Good Music. NIL Artificial, X-Rays to fakes, 24Karats Real Time. Money(& hence most things) doesn't buy me. With Nature, custom designed by god almighty. 100 yrs & 18 till i die! Rugged, Off-Roader, Bloody, Directionless, Sublime. NOT cool, No RayBan. Born Free to Die Another day & Life shall stay BEA-yu-tiful, whchvr Hell or Heaven lord almighty taketh.