Failures


The agony of failures, the misery of a failed man is extremely hard to comprehend. After many failures, he gains nothing but pessimism and frustration. It is very difficult to get out of that jail and start fresh.


You try to lift yourself up again. You try to be optimistic about your failures and you can only do that by constantly looking for ways or things to inspire yourself. You try to persuade yourself that this time you will get.


If you fail again, then what?


It is quite human that after years of failures you loose hope, you loose energy or motivation to start again. You think that you have fallen into the deepest pit. That is the hardest place to get out of.


But you have to live and for that you must try to stand up, again. You will be hit hard with those punches life throws at you but you have to survive. You have to try to motivate yourself.


But how to motivate yourself?


Maybe, failures are nothing but a state of mind. It could be a tiny ripple in the mighty ocean. You should try to live your life by doing things you love most, your hobby (or create a hobby). Sometimes you loose your way and forget about the things you love most. It is time to get back to that. The secret of happiness is something to do.


Write, sing, play guitar or do whatever you love to do. I bet, you will find solace in That. When it comes to me, writing soothes me, music heals me.


Life is a long journey. Let’s complete this journey together by making connections. This is the right path towards happiness and contentment.


Stay happy, readers!

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Mountain

At the top of Kanyal hills, Manali

O mighty mountain
You are so cold
But your icy breeze
Blessed by life and soul

O misty mountain
You are so static
But your aura
Is so emphatic

Stand tall like a mountain
Against the fierce gale
Persevere like a mountain
Against belligerent snow and rain

©2020 Piyush Singh

The Picture- Short Story

singhpiyush6089's avatarThe Perceptions Square

Kailash was staring hard on the cricket ball. When the bowler was about to deliver , a sudden thought struck him. It had happened to him in the past , the same scene in which he stepped down the wicket to hit for six and ended up missing the ball which resulted into their loss. This time he changed his tactics and the history, stayed inside the crease , took a huge bat lift and then the swing. Suddenly the picture started fading away and he woke up. He was disappointed once again. He lost the same match yesterday when he stepped down the wicket and it haunted him in his dreams. He lifted the morning newspaper and tried to ignore the city sports but he couldn’t. He saw the picture and smiled , the similar bat swing. The history changed. It was a dream Luck.

©2020 Piyush Singh

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