The secret of success,yet to find

Forgot to tell you (Till now I don't think anybody other thane ME ever visited this blog) about my GMAT result .. It was a disaster, I got only 590. The amount of money.. Let's forget about money, It will come today, will go off tomorrow..might come day after ! .. But time and effort was never paid off.. I was very depressed after seeing the score! Depressed to the core..I felt the entire world is falling on me.. At the same time, I felt an in explicable idleness/calmness .. I wanted to escape to some where..into some deep hole, so that nobody should find me out for ever..I spent days thinking where I went wrong.. asking my self a thousand times - am I fit for this..? Is this what my heart wants me to achieve.. or is it the path my head wants me to follow - blindly.. To be frank I am yet to find an answer..

I know what is my problem - I don't know what I wanted to become. I just know that I need to reach some where very soon, some where I can sleep calmly with out ever worrying about money..in a short time,though I know there is no short cut for success..

Then some where I read "The secret of life,though,is to fall seven times and to get up eight times". I fell down for the seventh time.. I need to get up..Because that is called success!

The traveler who forgot to travel

I am a traveler , who wished to travel with a map
With a proper itinerary ..
With a proper origin and destination..
I am traveler ,who wished to see the world..
Wished to climb the tallest of mountains..
Wished to listen to the chirping of birds..
All alone in the darkest of dark forests..

I planned and planned everything in detail..
Right from my mothers womb..
Planning ..planning and planning..
I forgot to think about my day..
Think about my nights..
To think about my yester years..

I loved to plan everything in details..
I was good at that, though often I forgot to execute..
It went on like that for a while
For how long, Alas! I don't remember..
Until this day I realized, I never travelled anywhere..