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The challenges loomed, dark and vast,
They shattered me, broke me fast.
Yet deep within, a voice so small,
Whispered, "Rise again, stand tall."
For my children, my family, my core,
For the truth that I could’t ignore.
Though dungeons deep held me tight,
But that flicker of faith refused to die.
Slowly but surely, I found my way,
With tiny steps forward, night to day.
With gratitude in every stride,
I now stand strong, no need to hide.
From the ashes, I rise anew,
With a heart resilient, although tired, yet true.
Head held high, I face the sky,
A warrior’s spirit shall never die.
Hitesh Varma is GM/HOD, Marketing and Sales BCCL.
