Life’s Wheel

🌸 Life’s Wheel

Jyoti was born in a small town where dreams were like fragile paper boats—beautiful, but often sunk by the currents of reality.
Her father, a bus conductor, and her mother, a seamstress, would tell her, “Study well, beta… so life will be kinder to you.”

She did. At twenty-two, Jyoti topped her university, won a scholarship, and joined a reputed company in Mumbai.
Relatives introduced her with pride—
"Yeh hai hamari Jyoti… ghar ka naam roshan kiya hai."

Success felt like a festival—bright, crowded with possibilities. She bought her parents a new house, filled it with laughter, and thought, The hard days are gone forever.

Then, the company collapsed. Overnight, Jyoti was jobless.
The same voices that once praised her now softened into pity—
"Beta, aajkal naukri ka bharosa hi nahi…"

For months, rejections stacked higher than her hopes. She began to believe she had fallen off life’s map.

One quiet morning, she noticed the bicycle shop across her lane. The old owner was polishing a rusty wheel, humming a tune. Curious, she asked,
"Uncle, aap kab se ye kaam kar rahe ho?"

He smiled, “Beti, kabhi cycle bik jaati hai, kabhi dhool khaati hai… Lekin chakkar to ghoomte hi rehte hain. Rukega to zindagi ruk jayegi.”

That day, Jyoti understood—life was a wheel. Sometimes you’re lifted high, sometimes pressed low, but the motion is what keeps you alive.

She began freelancing. Small projects grew into bigger ones, until she opened her own design studio.
People called her “inspiring.”

Jyoti only smiled. She knew the wheel would keep turning.
Success, like failure, was just passing through.

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 “Life’s Wheel” 

Success and failure are both part of life... But,both are not permanent...