Now that sunny has given a glimpse of the 'LIFE', we engineers are subjected to, heres a bit of a different take on life.
I came upon this poem over the net, written by the great Rudyard Kipling in 1895. I am too lazy to pen down my thoughts in a poem. i came across it reading about AYN RAND. This was the poem which was read at her grave. Kind of a perfect choice to pay her a tribute.
Anyways here it is
'IF'
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
Nothing more i can say, except that the whole essence of life and in a way this blog by three of us (me, sunny and aarohan) is said in so few a lines. My favourite lines are highlighted in a different color. I hope everyone can identify with these modest lines.
I came upon this poem over the net, written by the great Rudyard Kipling in 1895. I am too lazy to pen down my thoughts in a poem. i came across it reading about AYN RAND. This was the poem which was read at her grave. Kind of a perfect choice to pay her a tribute.
Anyways here it is
'IF'
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same:
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
Nothing more i can say, except that the whole essence of life and in a way this blog by three of us (me, sunny and aarohan) is said in so few a lines. My favourite lines are highlighted in a different color. I hope everyone can identify with these modest lines.
3 comments:
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
These lines impressed me :)
hey that is the best piece of inspirational writing i have come across. Once read it at an army exhibition. tends to bring out the best in you.
now i feel tht i shd first read Fountain Head .......n then again come back to read this poem .......
:)
AShish
CAIO n ROck
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