Though this 19-day duty was little harsh,
Each moment etched in time, each step a march.
Under the weight of trials, we stood tall,
Navigating through the toughest hall.
Yet fortune smiled upon me in disguise,
For amidst the challenge, I did rise.
A part of training with the best of breed,
Among executives, I found my creed.
The path was steep, the hours long and tight,
But in their wisdom, I found my light.
Each lesson learned, each task, each feat,
Built a stronger foundation beneath my feet.
Though weariness did grip me, day by day,
The knowledge gained chased fatigue away.
For in the company of those who lead,
I found the strength to grow, to succeed.
Now, as I stand at the journey's end,
Grateful for the trials that did me mend,
I hold my head high, with a heart so proud,
For in the struggle, I am endowed.
With skills refined and vision clear,
The future holds no doubt, no fear.
Though this 19-day duty was but harsh,
I am lucky, blessed, to be part of the march.
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Beginning of belief and thinking
RandomIt's the collection of short storys and other random notes .... Expressing my thought through short note. live and work and dream each has his little scheme sometimes we laugh, sometimes we cry and thus the days pass by.....
