As I pedalled my rugged way
Towards the goal of my intent life
Bumped I into various hurdles;
At every hard bump,
The seat of immense faith
And the tires of hard labour
Lifted me up towards the steadfast hope -
(The higher the bump,
The greater the height);
Holding fast to the bars of deep conviction
Quite skillfully balanced I
My stuttering ride,
Both opposite and along;
Applying witiful breaks in times of need
And keenly speeding up while I could,
With tasty target in my hungry eyes,
Brushed I these dust of distractions!
On realizing my long-cherished dream of bread-win,
Quietly reflected I,
But for these chasing impediments
I would not have made this soon,
My persistent journey!
Thanks to the hounding obstacles
Which threatened me in wheeling ways!