By Kamlesh Tripathi
THE VILLAIN OF MY LIFE
For every triumph I praised myself,
For each success I hailed myself,
But for each failure,
I never nailed myself.
Failures were hard to ingest,
And they were hard to digest,
And, therefore, for all my failures,
I created a villain in my life.
Whom I blamed fair and square,
Whom I condemned in all my nightmares,
And cursed each time I was in despair,
For all the failures that I couldn’t repair,
And this became a habit while in distress.
Until one day,
In utter rage,
I killed the villain with my own umbrage,
Fearing I had created a Frankenstein,
That might return some day.
For, I thought, forever, my failures were over,
And my debacles are forestalled,
So villain is no more required,
But success was still awaited,
Where my final victory was only round the corner.
So happily I proceeded,
Despising the villain,
But not adhering to the tenets of life.
But as life would have it,
This time it was a calamity that struck,
Wiping out, all my successes,
And bringing about my doomsday.
But this time I had no one to blame,
As the villain was dead,
Whom I had killed myself,
And that made me realize,
Do own up your success,
But don’t blame someone else for your mistakes.