i lost the fight but won the war

One nasty comment spurred me to write this.

we the villagers have nothing to look forward to but to be Successful.
We love to Announce how successful we are.
With panache and arrogance,sometimes.

We endeavour non-stop, to find it.
Most of the time, it eludes us.
Even when we have 2 cars, a condo and dozens of bank accounts.

Even then it is a goal that seems to slip from our grasp.
Nevertheless it gives us Great joy to "let slip" how we regretted buying that
Coveted car,house etc.

Do we learn?
No.
I was and am guilty of the same thing.
I am no saint.
But in the same breath, i would like to say that i have found success.
It is imperfect but i have found it and all i have to do now is to
Start perfecting it.

I am a successful Son,
A successful Husband,
A successful Brother,
A successful nephew,
A Successful Citizen,

Last but not the least,
A successful ME.

We forget family while looking for success,
We forget Our loved ones while trying to earn enough.
We Forget the very cause, the very Root
of our desire to be "successful" that when we do realise
what we want It is too late.

Maybe the key is to realise Earlier what we really want.
The smallest Fight,
That small instance whe a loved one gave you that smile that meant more
than what it said, I LOVE YOU.

three insignificant words, so Important at the right time.

How have you been measuring success?
With a mug filled with stale ale from 20years ago,
Or with the finest Wine, aged, nah Rotten to the core, aged with
time lost.

Or perhaps with How much i have won in the contest of life ?
Have you lost?
Then why is it so important to tell people how much you have,
To announce how much I gained,
To blind people with designer Shades.
Have you made your point?


Is it too late for you?

For i know now that I am a Son.