Youth
The rolling trophy, the title, the baton called 'Youth'
It's possession dependent
not on when the hair greys or the youthful glow fades
but on when the recesses of the mind no longer inhabit ideas
and the heart no longer inhabits passion.
Its our perspective that is broad enough to erase the mistakes of the past and start anew
We are the slayers of conventional beliefs
who build upon the sweat and toil of our predecessors.
Grateful we are for their sacrifices are the framework of our doings
Brimming with energy, excited by the possibilities of tomorrow
inspired by all those who seized opportunities, fueled by a zest for life,
that's how we live.
We hold no prophecy
But with certainty the day for our successors shall arrive
At its arrival some of our names and faces shall reside in the pages of history
some shall be washed away by the sands of time.
But our work shall be immortal,
and will be the foundation stones of that of our successors
In this relay race defined as the productive segment of life - 'Youth',
we can only hope to do our best
before we pass the baton.
By Aishwarya Nair
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