By Jitin Sethi
With all the aspirations, a bird has flown.
Conquering the obstacles, those mountains and the winds have shown.
A difficult journey she started, testing her will power.
Targeting her lonely patience, every hour.
With courage embedded in her soul,
she is a free mind with thoughts on a roll.
Fearless, carefree she seems to be.
deep inside, there are always tsunamis in the sea.
Steps were retreated at times
when family weighed heavier than thoughts, as signs
The target was never forgotten, the smile was never gone.
She knew well, ‘To achieve, the show must go on’.
That dark thunderous night, fighting ghosts of the weather.
She lost everything, along with her beautiful feathers.
She was broken down and deep,
a friend’s voice rose, ‘let’s get that creep’
Strong she was, just needing that hope,
she started again with ‘winning’ her only scope.
Fiercely she rose, winning over the sky.
She flew too sharp, the ghosts couldn’t even spy.
All those thoughts, still running through her blood.
Here she goes, piercing though the flood.
Let me reach my skies where I’ll get my fame.
You can only visualize my small conquests, just wait for the ‘big game’