Alan was in a persistent search.
He was working day and night to permanently end the boredom which would show up impromptu.
He read. He listened. He watched. He talked.
Nothing seemed to be working.
Tired of his efforts he sighed and relaxed in his chair.
Looking out of his window he saw a new bud unfolding on a plant in his balcony.
"What do you mean by boredom? " asked the bud."I don't get it!"
"Now, even I don't see it anywhere." he replied to the fully blooming bud.
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