Adapt and Adjust

I came from a small town,

A town with small pockets.

I dreamt of a successful life,

A life with blasting rockets.

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I didn’t get to go home frequently,

A home where family resides.

I got to know how to live,

A life along with all the besides.

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I heard a lot of struggle stories,

Stories which tend to inspire.

I decided to have my own story,

A story which all will admire.

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I saw a lot of them crying,

Crying over destiny.

I discovered their problems,

Problems which were too petty.

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I saw a lot of them smiling,

A smile that said a zillion words.

I unleashed their reasons,

Reasons aspirational like flying birds.

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I knew now here,

People all have different sides.

Sides which were too diverse,

Sides with many truth and lies.

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I made my mind clear,

Clear on a thought.

I pondered a lot to conclude,

Solution needs to be sought.

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I narrowed to a simple answer,

Adaptation is the key.

I considered it’s brother too,

Adjustment is the deal.

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Now I know where I need to head,

A path clear and feet set to tread.

One day I’ll also shine out like a star,

And then hold pride with all the scars.

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© Aparna Agarwal