It’s That Time Again. Read Kipling’s “If” | By Reginald Larbi

By now, we are all experiencing the full swing of another semester back in school. The back-to-school glow has worn off quicker than green leaves in autumn. In all this, it is easy to lose focus and get overwhelmed. A little bit of self-doubt eventually leads to us stressing out, something we can really do without at this point in time. We really are products of our environments. Surrounding yourself with positive thoughts and people can go a long way to help you relax. Create time to take your mind off school/work. Do something that inspires you, or even better, challenge your greatest fear. Few things are most fulfilling than a sense of self-accomplishment. On the other hand, being in the company of people constantly nagging and stressing about little things, will also affect your mindset negatively. Cheer up, keep your chin up and live life.  This poem below pretty much says it all.

 IF, BY RUDYARD KIPLING

IF you can keep your head when all about you,
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream – and not make dreams your master,
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster,
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings,
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew,
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you,
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings – nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute,
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!

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