When a young man looks at a blooming rose he is enraptured by its shape, colour and smell. but when an old man with his senses withered and his joy of life shrivelled sees it he exclaims :
This same flower smiles today
tomorrow will be dying.
The same is true about love of fame. It intoxicates youth who will be prepared to flying themselves even into the jaws of death so as to win applause. Years, however have a sobering influence . Fame loses its lustre and therefore attraction. there is increasing awareness that fame is no ever-green plant. it is a lily that blooms an hour and then falls into dust. A Celebrity is a person who works hard all his life to become known, then wears dark glasses to avoid being recognised. such is the slipperiness of Fame.
Fame is a bee. it has a song,
it has a sting.
Ah! it has a wing.
The charm of fame is so great that we like every object to which it is attached, even death.
Bacon, the English philosopher and statesman became the Lord Chancellor under Queen Elizabeth I and won great renown. but whispering tongues poisoned truth and same bacon was hauled up for bribery and corruption. this infamy was in proportion to the fame that he had earned.
It is the thirst of fame that prompots youngmen to give up luncrative carrers so as to enter the rough-and-tumble of politics.
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