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Apr 2018
Once upon a time there was an
uninhabited and abandoned island.
And a man ended up there as his journey was very unplanned.
Water was spread in every direction as far as eyes could see.
There was nothing but few insects and a tall coconut tree.
He wasn't there alone, he was accompanied by few friends.
Enthusiasm, Determination, Patience and Hope all were holding his hands.



The first 2 or 3 days were more like a picnic and everyone enjoyed.
Enthusiasm was very excited and made everyone look rejoiced.
But as the days passed by, he looked dull and weak.
He was the first one who couldn't even stand a week.
Losing Enthusiasm the man looked irksome.
Other friends tried soothing him while he was sitting numb.



It's not that easy to withstand such a harsh environment.
Nothing much to do and there's no source of merriment.
Then the day came when Mr. Patience lost his cool.
He also left the man there because a bad workman always blame his tool.
Losing Patience, the man became cranky and he freaked out.
Running away from the shore and into the woods he would shout.



Few days later Determination had something to say.
The man knew already so all he could do was just to sit and pray.
Determination brushed passed him while he was leaving.
Now the man just used to lay on sand & stare at the blue ceiling.
The man & his Hope would lie down in the Sun.
Difference between day & night! He could barely discern.



Though almost all of his friends left but Hope stayed by his side.
They still were holding hands facing high and even low tide.
But there's a limit of any person's strength and endurance.
How can a person stay alive when he had already lost his Patience?
He was watching his Hope and himself dying.
At night, under that coconut tree, both of them were lying.



When he couldn't even open his eyes and the sight of stars was unclear,
Hope came crawling near him and whispered something into his ear.
Gathering all the power he had, he saw with his blurry sight.
Out of nowhere, a motorboat was approaching, in that hour of plight.
Just because of Hope he survived in that dreadful domain.
Having Hope by his side, all those friends that were lost, he would regain.
Everyone loses hope in their life. Only those can make a difference who keep their hope alive until their last breath
Udit Vashishth
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Udit Vashishth  24/M/New Delhi, India
(24/M/New Delhi, India)   
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