Whenever soft light glistens over
wet hard roads
Somehow I don't know why
I feel as if it's questioning me
Why I can't believe that--
-life is hard like a road
but it's the light in us
which enlightens this road
But how to explain this`light'
can I call it my own possession
Even that glistening light is possessed by
a whole new environment
Maybe this enlightening light inside me
is tribute of goodwill to me
surpassed by nothing new or old
By the world around me,which has tested me
time and again
Satisfying itself that I can tread the countless roads
to SUCCESS
written in 2000,while studying for CA Inter exams..oh cleared them btw:)
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