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Monday, January 17, 2005

Another one bites the dust

I emerged victorious. Again.

But then, coming just through the skin of my teeth, this one wasn't like the rest. It was one of toughest ever. I had stumbled where I least expected myself to. I had miserably lacked. In preparation. In foresight. Underestimation of the enemy had cost me heavily.

But then, the enemy was not really my enemy at all. The obstacles were not really obstacles. They were climbing stones in disguise. Steps of an eternal ladder of learning. I thought I could have jumped over this particular step. On to the next. Taking a faster route.

But then, success never has a shorter path leading to it. I fell miserably short. It was there though. The cushion to absorb my fall. I jumped at the oppurtunity to rectify my mistake. It has barely held to my fingertips. Now clasped perfectly inside my hand, I would make sure it never slips out again.

Never ever would I fail again. Mark my words.