I need a lot of inspiration in every single thing I do. I get bored or demotivated sometimes and I need a kick to see the task to completion. The poem given below is the one which helped me drag myself in times of laziness and low motivation. It was used specifically in the 4 years of my MS degree when certain times things were too much to handle.
And here is how I used it – After I got bored tired of working hard (duh?), I would take a little break and make myself a bowl of healthy and nutritious Maggi, eat in front of TV and keep watching till my eyes were sore and then do silly pranks on fellow PGmates especially my darling Smita.
Then I would go in my room sing high-pitched songs (Tauba Tera Jalwa from Dev D specifically) to
irritate entertain my roommate and then sit in front of my laptop and then read this poem.
Honestly I would just take some time off to clear my head (irritating my friends helped a lot, ahem!) then finally I would visualize the proud day when I would receive that degree and then read this poem on my desktop to start again.
I first encountered this poem in a book called ‘You can Win’ – by Shiv Khera. This poem was one of the few things I liked in that book but it means a lot to me and that’s why I would like to share it with you.
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don’t you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow–
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor’s cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out–
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit–
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.
(Highlighted part is not always included these days but is a part of the original poem)
How do you inspire yourself in times of