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Lahron se darkar nauka kabhi paar nahi hoti
koshish karne walon ki kabhi haar nahi hoti
A boat afraid of waves cant sail accross.
The one who keeps trying will never fail.

nanhi chinti jab dana lekar chalti hai,
chadhti deewaron par sau baar fisalti hai,
manka vishwas ragon me sahas bharta hai,
chadhkar girna, girkar chadhna na akharta hai,
mehnat uski bekar har baar nahi hoti,
mehnat karne walo ki kabhi haar nahi hoti,
A small ant when starts its journey,
it slips and falls from the wall its trying to scale.
The inner confidence fills the nerve with excitement.
Climbing and then falling back doesn’t hurt.
Ant’s labour is not wasted.
The one who keeps trying will never fail.

dubkiyan sindhu me gotakhor lagata hai,
ja ja kar khali haath laut kar ata hai,
mile na sehaj moti gehare pani me,
badhta duuna vishwas is hairani me,
muthi uski khaali har baar nahi hoti,
koshish karne walon ki kabhi haar nahi hoti,
Diver keeps diving in the sea.
He resurfaces from water empty handed.
He is unable to find pearls in deep water now.
His confidence increses twofold with this amazement.
He will not resurfaces from water empty handed every time.
The one who keeps trying will never fail.

asaflta ek chunauti hai, sweekar karo,
kya kami reh gayi, dekho aur sudhar karo,
jab tak safal na ho chain ki neend ka tyago tum,
sangharsh ka maidan mat chod kar bhago tum,
kuch kiye bina jai jai kaar nahi hoti,
koshish karne walon ki kabhi haar nahi hoti
Failure is a challenge accept it.
What was wrong, find it and rectify it.
Dont sleep till u succeed.
Dont leave the field of struggle.
No one will praise if you do nothing.
The one who keeps trying will never fail.

A poem by Shree Harivansh Rai Bachan with my small effort to translate.

A sudden interest in poems. No. Ankur mailes me this poem. Somtime back I asked Vanathi to be Indian and use Indian stuff. This is pure indian stuff. Mr. Bachan was a teacher of English language and he is known for his hindi poems.
I love this line
“Mandir Masjid ladwate hain, mail karwati hai madhushaala”
Religion divides, alcohol unites.
True. Very true.
This highly motivating poem is directly related to every human’s life. I just had a small conversation with a blogger pal. I casually told him that I miss important date with my pals. Like anyone he misunderstood the word DATE. My misstake. He said, “Aha, so u miss the dates”. I got his tone.
“No yaar, I miss dates with my frends, I dont have any GF, I do have some pals who are incidently GIRLS. But still waiting for GF.”
“U often sigh for gilrs thats Y”
A long time back one another blogger pal asked me this question.
Really I need a GF. Am a very lonely guy. I promise I will take good care of my GF. Serius. But thats a secondry issue.
He said, “i have other responsbilities rather than hanging out with chicks”.
The guy had a bad experience I guess. I suggest him read the poem again.
One of my best quality is my +ve attitude.
2nd is optimism.
I too had a bad experience with love thing. Love hurts. It hurts more than anything. But failure is a challenge. A man, I will say a human must face this challenge. I accepted it and am again ready to fall in love. Wait a minute. You can not fall in love again. Who said this? Falling in love in my case doesn’t mean that my love for her is reduced but I think she is happy some where else and thats enuff for me. So if she is happy some where else why the hell I shud destroy my life. If we both can be separate and still be happy then wats wrong. Like my blogger pal I too have responsibilities but I dont think hanging out with my frends, who are by chance girls, will make me vulnerable.
I hav been backstabbed by my so called best pals. If some one finds out that I don’t know where is Mr. X they he or she is shocked. I smile. What else I can do? I cant carry sorrow and griefs with me. I have too many things to carry. Honestly I will not miss any chance of revenge. But I will not backstab, I will slap on their face and that too in public. Backstabbing is a act of cowardness. But this never prevented me from making new pals. This time I have classified all my pals for my own refrence. But I am still ready to be backstabbed.
There was a time when a small loss of 300 bucks was too much for me. This did not discourage me. Instead I bounced back with more force and now I have power to withstand a loss of 40K.
I remember the story of king Bruce. The spider atlast climbed and I am sure I will too.
I am sure I will too find a good GF.
I am sure I will too become a billionaire.
I am sure I will leave for a world tour on a cruiser bike.
I am sure I will be a good writer.
If none of this happened then still I am sure I will be a happy person till I die.

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