Saturday, 25 February 2012

The little thing called Hope :)



Her first dream , her first love
Dance was her chance to fame they said
She pranced so gracefully all day
For whoever wanted to see
What a beauty she could be.
Then one day her world came crashing down
Without a warning or a single sound
The doctor said she couldn't dance no more.
Her feet didn't have the strength to grow
The cancer had reached the centre of her bone
She tried to swing but only groaned
She watched the other girls moving their feet
So gracefully and so much at peace
She missed the days when she walked the stage
When the applause was deafening , difficult to gauge
It's then when she saw how much she missed
She had lost her hair
But the truth was this
Dance was the language of her soul
Even if it meant moving with the help of a pole
She wanted to shine like a crazy diamond
And not be a coal.
She put her dancing shoes back on.
She went through chemo everyday
Tired and in pain she ended each night
But determined to come out a winner in this fight.
She made her way to recovery
With a zeal for life
She beat the cancer and won over the strife
Yes life is tough and it will put you down
Don't fret , don't fear
Don't kneel , don't frown
Make your way and live it through
For a better me and a better you


Sometimes the most important thing to you falls apart. Sometimes the thing closest to your heart smashes to pieces in front of your own eyes. Your biggest dreams remain just that ..Dreams. 
But you know what the least you can do for yourself is not give up on that one thing that makes you complete :) 
  Khud bhi utho , aur uss baawri umeed ko bhi uthao

This post is a part of Kanika's Fantabulous February - Blog everyday month :D I love her blog :D Go see it here NOW !!!! Try and join us =)


                                               

16 comments:

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    1. thank you Kajal :) Welcome to my blog :D

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  2. Being a dancer, I know what failures feel like, what it is like to watch a single dance performance and burst out crying because you know it could be you out there. I like this post! :)
    Plus, beautiful picture you've got up here :)

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    1. hey Ruhani , really ? I didn't know you were a dancer :) :) That's great :D
      Thank you for liking it :D :D Glad you could relate.

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  3. ^echo!
    This was so well written man :)

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  4. OMG! THIS IS MY POST! THIS IS SO MY POST! You got me to love you infinitely for this one. Every bloody line out there got under my skin. If only Sudha Chandran were apolitical.:-(

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    1. Thank you Thank you Thank you Soumi . I'm glad you liked it , your comment light up my face :D

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  5. Hopped over here from Kanika's and must say, though I dont really dig poems as much as prose, I think this was fantastic! Love how you end with the most perfect lines "Sometimes the most important thing to you falls apart. Sometimes the thing closest to your heart smashes to pieces in front of your own eyes. Your biggest dreams remain just that ..Dreams. But you know what the least you can do for yourself is not give up on that one thing that makes you complete :)" If only I could convey how so very true those lines are for people who have been there done that. :)

    Cheers,
    Annie.

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    1. thank you Annie :D :D
      Very sweet of you to drop by , glad you liked it :)

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