Success

[yashsehgal]

Success has no address.
No landmark.
No calling card.
But the path is steep.
And some will take the elevator.
But I will take the stairs.
Some will get there faster.
But I will get there stonger.
And adversity will be my travelling companion.
Because when I get there,
I can turn to adversity and say,
So long...
And heave the bag of taunts
and insults that I gathered along the way,
And scatter them to the birds.
I will miss them.
But feel lighter.
Yes.
That will be the day.
When I stand at a large bay window.
And unclench my fist.
For there will be no more odds to conquer.
Not even in the mind.

I like odds. They help me get even...