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Gratitude...

ME: At times a push isn't necessary...
Neither some magic from a fairy...

At times a 'be positive' attitude ain't enough...
Neither it's helpful being tough...

So what is it that aid in such times??
Shall I toss a dime!!

YOU: Hey!! Wait you've been doing it alright...
Then why there's a doubt, that word 'might'...

Just move on the line...
And you'll be just fine...

A bit sharp turn here and duck over there...
When you're tired, stop and breath some fresh air...

ME: Hey!! Now I know there's nothing wrong in me...
You've cleared the fog, now I can see...

Now I see where I go...
Now moving along with the flow...

At times you reach the shore with the help of tide...
Just like I find myself, when you are by my side...



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Abhishek Gorale

A software engineer by profession and a curious blogger by will. An ambivert who balances his creative and geeky sides.


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