The Race

In the race of income,

I might be a loser

Among all other COMPETITORS

Ready at the playground of life,

Yet I am confident enough 

To gain the bitter experiences of

My present condition

That has Transformed me

Into a better strengthened

As well as suitably

Consolidated human being.

In fact, no one can deny the fact

That my self-esteem has been Actually PROMOTED to a further

Higher level of extraordinary ABILITIES

And thus. I have become, rather,

Obstinate and TOUGH enough

Not to be ever broken DOWN 

Into fragments of TEMPORARY

Negtivities amongst all WARS and Turmoils in my day-to-day existence...

My temporary hut sparks more

Challenges for me and my BURNING question of survival

(SANS complaints or blame-game)

Takes me to somewhere higher

Level of UNDERSTANDING of

The real PICTURE of

The so-called materialistic VANITY FAIR

Of the modern society

With all the AVAILABLE

Comfort zone of some busy people

LOST in their personal search

For more and more accumulation Of wealth and POWER to display

Their aristrocacy and sucess in life!

Though the RACE is on, yet I

Emerge out of the CROWD

As the last ONE who would 

Neither accept DEFEAT nor SURRENDER 

At the ALTAR of STRUGGLE;

I just CONTINUE my standpoint

Of REORGANISING my stamina

To RUN towards my SECRET target!