Success is a bullet ,
out of the barrel of a gun,
and to catch that bullet,
we have to run.
But I decided to walk,
instead of running,
and was criticized,
by people who are cunning.
I walked I walked,
in the moonless night,
I burnt my soul,
just to get some light.
I tried my best,
to carry the load,
but couldn't find,
the end of the road.
Then I realized,
while walking with passion,
that success is a journey,
not a destination.
I turned back and saw,
my footprints on sand,
for me that was
a moment really grand.
But the footprints may be washed off,
as they were on the shore,
and on thinking i decided,
to walk even more.
And now I walk,
with a smiling face,
and I will keep on walking,
to win my race.
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