If somebody, anybody, comes to me asking ,"hey can you tell what might happen today?" I would definitely be in a position to tell him that yes I can.

Yes I can tell them all whats gonna happen today.

I know whats gonna happen today, I know how things will pan out this day, I know how the drama would unfold this fateful day.

The bright sun shall beat its rays on the shiny statuette of St. Ignatius, the sun shall be brighter when it beats on the imposing Main building as the few good men of tolerance and perseverance prepare themselves in its shelter and hold their fort with grit and determination, and hold their heads high. As the clock strikes 10, they shall march towards their respective battlefields in their tryst to conquer the tyrant evil of ADT.

They shall climb atop the mountain where the evil resides with his dreaded sword in blue, pink or green. As they take their position, holding their breaths, anticipating the devil's next move, they are armored with sword in the right and shield in left. As the next move is made, these soldiers shall be ready to attack, but they wont unless they are sure of drawing first blood.

These warriors toil hard as they take in the hefty blows at each stride and take it in their stride, but being warriors raised for such battles they carry on. Some are maimed and some lose sight, and some lose themselves. They aren't disheartened, in fact they are motivated to fight back with greater vigour and make further inroads.

Those who lost themselves wont be lost in our memory, and they shall not be forgotten. Their death beds shall bear the flowers of hope and fruits of tougher soldiers. The coming battalion shall be grittier in their motif to bring about the downfall of the devil that continues to brew wretched plans to conspire against the warriors-of-logic.

And their saga is untold to those men who care less to recognize these things, cause for some it is too lowly to complain about the things the way they are, and for some it is all fine, as they don't think they can do much. Although, those men too would want to say it aloud but they lack the vigour of these soldiers. For some it is no battle whatsoever, it is, as if, they are built to be the better one, they do not need to struggle, not even like those 'few good men of tolerance and perseverance'.

Long Live Warriors-Of-Logic!!!