His mind is full of ideas. Ideas are marching in his mind in a haphazard manner. His mind has become like a pond in which ideas are roaming like fishes and other aquatic animals. They are going any which way. The collide with each other and jostle with each other for space. As the brain size cannot increase to accommodate, the garbage of ideas is collecting and plans are filling up fast like the advance booking in a cinema for an expected grand movie. Utter chaos rage in his head. And he becomes confused.

When will there be a digging work to remove the excessive deposits ? When the excessive muck will be cleaned up? For cleaning the holy tanks in temples, thousands of devotees do the service. They vie with each. When done, they take away the garbage and put it in their fields as an fertilizer. Who will O’God come to clean this head?

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