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While eating my morning bread,
A sudden impulse struck my head,
What if my mother doesn't get paid
No food; a voice from inside said
So simply that means you are dead….

What am I thinking; my first question to myself,
Why why why; a question interfered with my meal,
What about my potential that I nourished so far;
Will that go waste or remain unused like a jam in jar.

I decided to take this question with me to the market
Along with the list of things that kept in mind like cascade;
This question puzzled my actions in a nut shell
And finally realized, had forgotten to cary the basket.

The day was hot with a bright sun over the head
With sweat all around I struggled the market
To buy the things in the list I had read
Like the answer the things were also in a mess
And finally ended up in a cafe that had me fed.

The boy who served me with a can of lemon soda
And the sandwich with mint mayonnaise and red chili sauce,
Like a pendulum he kept swinging in my attention for a cause.
Now through his vision I thought of seeing this world.
Staying alive by earning tips by serving
Were something influencing my thoughts that of nature, bald.

Splash! The luke warm water hit my face,
Closed the tap and stared hard at the mirror base.
And then at my hands and shouted with all my wits
Yes, I can do it and yes I will do it; with voice raised.
It's the passion that kept my confidence charged at its best!

Organizing my room is what I did first,
Jotting down my qualities is what I did second,
Figure outing my targets is what I did third,
Planning down my schedule is what I did fourth,
And finally getting into the introspection mode was in the fifth.

For keeping my passion boosting I planned a lot.
Designed my room with all my ideas was worth a shot.
Re modifying my social circle was best of the plot.
And constant refreshing breaks in between kept on charging my thoughts.

Now when people tell me of their failures and miss happenings,
I suggest them to adore and celebrate their life,
And ask them to recite the following lines,

No matter how many failures do I face,
I will keep saying to myself, I can do, I will.
No matter how much patience do I loose,
I will keep saying to myself, I can do, I will.
No matter how much time do I shell out,
I will keep saying to myself, I can do, I will.
No matter how much hurt I am,
I will keep saying to myself, I can do, I will.
No matter how much path I travel alone,
I will keep saying to myself, I can do, I will.
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