On a gloomy night, as the stars make their way in the dark sky blanketing the monsoon chills, you're awakened by the silence of your own self.
Silence so loud, the only thing you listen is the rhythm of your own dreams making their way, drawing their road map to achievement.
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| Wide awakening to the melody of your dreams |
But, hold on...
A dream without the drive to take flight is like a candle without light.
A plan without the drive to execute is like a song on mute.
A goal without the drive to win is like an idea of a sin.
A plan without the drive to execute is like a song on mute.
A goal without the drive to win is like an idea of a sin.
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| The only milestone between the candle and the flame is the drive |
Move on and remember...
A dream becomes a living reality when you let the fire of the drive grow within you.
