Deep sighs of pain our fallen hero takes,
From dust of the defeat when he awakes;
He gathers his breath and looks around,
All he sees is human mind's dying flakes
That spread across the expanse of the field
Over which he fought but then lost his shield.
His army had fled, he was left alone, alone
He was alive, though dreams were killed.
He wondered where to go when all was gone
He wanted to know where things went wrong
His mind was filled with hollowness of doubts
his hope was though hung on his sword alone.
if he killed himself; would save from misery
if he didnt, that would decamp his treasury
of winning battles always and not losing one
then he rose on his feet and saw a rosary
around the neck of a soldier who was dead,
his hands clasped on to it when he had
breathed his last while praying to God:
If he could live, he would have been glad.
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I think winning or losing should never matter in life. What should matter is staying out there in the field. I dont mean winning or losing only in the context of games and battles. I mean the battles that you fight every day of your life. Since, if you are happy at the end of the day, you are no less than a winner. If you are not, you are no greater than a loser. So whats the difference?
You run and still you do not catch the bus. You miss it. Or simply, you are not able to solve that mathematical problem your maths teacher gave. You thought hard but it did not work out. You failed to get to the solution. You applied the correct formula, but the answer was wrong. You think and think, still you do not come up with that brilliant idea that changes your life forever.
So should you sit and cry....oh lord....why cant i get the equation right...that brilliant idea that would change my life?
Cry if you want to, but cry out your fears...your doubts, and begin again. So what if you failed again...as long as you havent accepted defeat. Defeat occurs when you accept it. Unless you accept it, there is no real defeat in life.
One should never lose hope even when everything seems lost. Life in itself is a victory. A victory over the fact that death is still not overcome. You may be the worst person on earth, having met with the worst fate anybody ever faced on this planet. But remember, God - if you believe in Him - has been kind to you that he hasnt taken your life yet. This is an indication that you still deserve to live. Despite all the odds in life. Despite all the missing solutions. Solutions you haven't found yet.
What the hell, you must be thinking?
Well...remember living is a victory in itself.
You run and still you do not catch the bus. You miss it. Or simply, you are not able to solve that mathematical problem your maths teacher gave. You thought hard but it did not work out. You failed to get to the solution. You applied the correct formula, but the answer was wrong. You think and think, still you do not come up with that brilliant idea that changes your life forever.
So should you sit and cry....oh lord....why cant i get the equation right...that brilliant idea that would change my life?
Cry if you want to, but cry out your fears...your doubts, and begin again. So what if you failed again...as long as you havent accepted defeat. Defeat occurs when you accept it. Unless you accept it, there is no real defeat in life.
One should never lose hope even when everything seems lost. Life in itself is a victory. A victory over the fact that death is still not overcome. You may be the worst person on earth, having met with the worst fate anybody ever faced on this planet. But remember, God - if you believe in Him - has been kind to you that he hasnt taken your life yet. This is an indication that you still deserve to live. Despite all the odds in life. Despite all the missing solutions. Solutions you haven't found yet.
What the hell, you must be thinking?
Well...remember living is a victory in itself.
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