You can call me a pessimist
When I say that failures are tastier
Our world likes the taste of success
They say, failure is the stepping stone.
Or, rather is success the stepping stone?
Oh dear ones, why to bother on failures
Why do you keep her in dark shades?
She is the sister of success
She is sweet like honey
When the light of love falls on her!
Comrades, don’t we all fail every day?
We really struggle when she is with us
She brings with her the toughest lessons of life
We being lazy hate her for this
And adore her sister who makes us rot.
People, we pass a test to take a step
Then starts the jubilation
All for realizing at a later time
That this was not worth the celebration,
The generations continue to fall in the same trick.
This in no means mean that
One should abstain from attempting
But the guilt begins when one insists
My desires and ambitions should be met
Without looking up to what Lord wanted?
We pray,’ May Thy will be done on earth,
As it is in heaven’, and what do we do?
We forget that Jesus won us by his submission
Then Jesus had to taste the sourest
Yet, the sweetest failure in the cross for us!
Season’s fail each other for sustenance
Spring looses to winter, winter to summer
Summer to rain, rain to spring
The reason for the harmony,
And life, on this beautiful planet!
Day fails to night, night to day
Balance fails to fall, all to get better
And if one don’t fall, he will neither learn-
The way to improve, nor get an insight into
Where do I stand and where Am I going?
Let not our Aims be neither at success nor failure
Instead let them be pointed to perfection
And then we’ll say,’ Not my will Lord
Thy will be done’, which is submission,
To the divine purpose of our creator!
The failure of the seed gifts us a plant
Mother suffers a lot of pain to deliver the baby
Pain is part of the strive
Never mistake it with our heroin
The beautiful lady behind all wise!
Let us never stop chasing the heavenly wisdom
Which can be learnt well at failure,
One never forgets to come to the doors daily
To contemplate upon the word
Because of the fear of going off the track!
To sum it all, make not your aims on the gifts of
this world,
Let thy treasures be in the world where no one can
steal
Most of all failure is bitter in this world
The world hates it and runs away from it
But it is sweet only the context of Agape!
Bini
Koshy Varghese
St.
Luke’s Orthodox Syrian Church, Vellore.