Making of a champion.

Champions are not made in day,

In thousands of defeats lay,

The relishing success’ way,

Pain and blood have to be flown,

When you learn from your losses, then you become fully grown,

You may have to abandon your loved ones,

You may have to face world’s scorn and hate,

But keep in mind, take those who hate as the people who motivate,

When the world may sleep,

When pain and sufferings are excessively deep,

You might say, “God why such a hard life”

Those who sweat more in peace, bleed less in war,

If today you sacrifice your desire to play, talk and sleep,

When your desire to succeed becomes humongously deep,

No matter how much painful in your life,

I know problems may be hugely rife,

But just keep one thing in mind,

Until and unless you give yourself throbbing pain,

Nothing much actually will be gained,

Pain is temporary if you continue to move up,

But pain of disrespect, pain of inferiority will defeat you in life’s bout,

If today you leave it all out,

It’s on you whether you choose to break down,

Or rather than being bound,

You continue to walk on and on,

If you choose to break down,

You might lead an easy life,

But you may never be happy,

Because you were definitely made for something great,

But if you choose to continue to chase your aim,

For some time, difficult could be the game,

But surely after pain, hardships and difficulties,

There will a knock on your door, of fame,

It’s on you whether you lead an easy life today,

And make your life a hell’s way,

Or you cry today, bear troubles,

And live your whole life like a champion,

The decision lies you,

Whether to be a great leader,

Or an unknown follower,

Because those who sweat more in peace bleed less in war,

You will taste nectar if today you are ready to bear pain’s scar…

JAI HIND, JAI BHARAT

JAI MA BHARTI