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It was 30th

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And I turn 30 this month… Well, sounds sad?!!? Oh, yeah! Honestly, just another birthday, but for other's sake one should react.
Still, this one is special. A journey of 3 decades (1/3rd of my lifespan, I know I will live longer), of exploring me and around, life is less stupid and more thoughtful.

In introspection, I see it blessing to be born to Parents who were not gender-biased. It feels more fortunate after witnessing Female foeticide. Then my useless Siblings are pain and fun. We just belong to each other.
Now this one is interesting. I consider myself half lawyer calculated from 1/4th by birth and 1/4th by working as my Dad’s sort-of-assistant while in school. Yeah!!! Feel free to get in touch. 
Few silver linings always excited to stand out in black foliage to make it easy guessing my age.

I read that you make habits for the first 30 years of life and next 30 they make you. 
As this making begins, I curiously await to see what unfolds.

As it starts, few things I learned. Like “Beliefs create me; Actions define me; Failures strengthen me” and my favorite - "Change is the ultimate truth". 
Attribute successes to Almighty and his people.

But but but, Failures are all mine. I don't want to share my failures; well corollary could be more relevant to say that nobody would want to be part of it.
Anyway, point is – failures are all yours, because the pain it causes you, can never be felt by anyone. Don't blame others for your failures. When you do that, you fail yourself again by ignoring all the effort you put in. And, if you can’t appreciate your own effort, how will you motivate yourself to succeed again.

Achievement is only exciting till it is not achieved. The only part that makes it exciting is Struggle.
Success is a milestone, but struggle is the journey that defines you.

Po says it doesn't matter who you are. What matters is who you choose to be.
Thrive for opportunities, keep trying without tiring.
All the degrees that you have or you don't, none of it stands on your way.
Only thing that stands between you and your dreams is fear of losing. Once you lose it, you get everything else. Easier said than done, but let’s try at least.

Quoting the great APJ Abdul Kalam – "What do you want to be remembered for?"
This will make you the Person you would become.

Life is a difficult Game. You can win it only by retaining your Birth right TO BE A PERSON 
– remembering the great soul

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