We are always a part of the race.
The race to be everywhere.
The race to be in the first place,
The race to be here and there.
Running behind time,
Because it is always ahead of us.
Running behind marks,
Because that’s the way it has been for us.
Running behind money,
To achieve a top most position.
Running behind success,
To see your name in the hall of fame.
All of you have now is popularity,
But what about the courtesy?
All you have is forced respect,
But what about the honesty?
What goes around, will come around
Some day or the other.
In this journey of making memories,
About fame and money, why bother?
Competition is not with the world,
It’s within your world.
Be better than you were yesterday
And you will be close to perfect someday.
Stop running behind everything,
Because that’s not what is your aim.
Different people have different choices
And for everyone it cannot be the same.
Follow the path of rolling times where
peaceful and content you feel.
Leave behind the race, which you think is necessary.
As life is meant to walk gently,
Rather than run in hurry.