Rajeev Verma
When sorrow and grief fall upon you,
Light the lamp of patience within.
Let storms rise and tempests roar,
Do not let the inner flame grow dim.
Life’s paths are never truly easy,
Thorns appear at every turn.
Those who pause in fear and doubt
Fall away from the goals they yearn.
Raise the shield of endurance high,
And learn to keep moving ahead.
Momentary pain and fleeting defeat
Are not the end of the road you tread.
From soil where tears have fallen deep,
Flowers often rise and bloom.
However dark the night may be,
Dawn is born from that very gloom.
The path of duty is a sacred shrine
Where every traveler is tried by fire.
One who walks, renouncing selfish gain,
Emerges refined and higher.
Let neither insult shake your heart,
Nor praise intoxicate your mind.
One who remains steady in balance
Is the true victor mankind can find.
When hard work turns into heavy fatigue
And hope begins to blur and fade,
Remember this—every honest effort
Colors life someday, though delayed.
Who is braver than one who falls
Yet rises again with steady will?
Who is wiser than one who keeps virtue
Even when pain tests the soul’s skill?
Success is not merely reaching the peak;
Success is walking with truth each day.
Winning over yourself again and again
Is life’s most beautiful way.
So when sorrow and grief return,
Endure them all with patient grace.
Success is certain—never doubt it,
As long as you stand firm on the path of duty.