The worthlessness of Worth

i asked ashish (sheru) to give me a topic to blog as i din't had any work.. so the topic is the creation of his mind.. now i have to blog about this.. firstly, i will have to decipher, decode, or probably wring out the meaning of the topic.. the worth of anything is different for different people.. as they say "beauty lies in the eyes of beholder", so i say.. worth lies in the mind of worthful person.. now deciding the worth of worth is a very dauntung task.. i can't ask worth as what his worth is.. cos no one knows its own worth.. but for asking Worth i have to first search for him/her.. let us put down our assumptions first.. assuming that this weekend i take a trip to nasik and in the vineyard while drinking wine i happen to stumble upon Worth.. now the scene is this "I am Worth are sitting side by side, relishing the wines and getting intoxicated by the lovely aroma.. and i suddenly pop him this question.. hey Worth.. do u know what ur worth is?.. suddenly he becomes mystified, petrified, and starts getting fits.. i became worried.. was wondering as to what happned to Worth and started praying for him.. 1day, 2 days, 3 days, and a whole week passes by but Worth hasn't yet opened his eyes after getting those fits.. am still waiting, sitting by his bedside.. suddenly, i hear the rustle of bedsheet... his hands are moving!! Worth's hands are moving!!! yippee.. he opens his eyes, sees me and suddenly turns his face.. his eyes are swelled with tears.. the room is silent.. only the sound of small sobs could be heard.. i wait.. i do not move... 10 minutes later he turns his head towards me.. i press his hand to console him.. and ask "what happened".. he answers.. "I am Worth.. but i am worthless" .. THE END