A Tiger for the occasion

A sher by Allama Iqbal which often comes to my mind when I stray into introspection.

Shauq ki deewanagee tai kar gai kitne makaam
Akl jis manzil pe thi, ab tak usi manzil mein hai


The madness of fancy (fantasy?) has crossed all barriers
Wisdom (good sense?) has not made much progress still

A sprouting wisdom tooth has made useless the left part of my mouth - not enjoying my food as much as might have. And everytime I think of the 'wisdom' tooth that is coming I think of the sher again.