Rejection isn't a verdict. It's a redirection. It keeps your standards high, your focus clean, and your resolve sharper. Treat each no as data. Learn from it, refine your approach, and move forward with discipline. The next opportunity often rewards the steadiness built right here. That's professionalism under pressure. And that's how momentum is built.
My name is Kashmir
I have my own distressed untold story
The story which no one ever bothered to pay attention
The story which doesn't have a book
But hidden in the tears of my people
The story which no one has capability to read & understand
The story which doesn't have a single listener
My name is Kashmir
I bleed but no one is hardly concerned
I am beaten monstrous
I am lost & disorientated
I am alive but dead
I shuffle off this mortal coil every second
I wheeze but not air
I devour but not food
My name is Kashmir
My son was killed blameless
My crucified son is unrecalled
My mother was abused
My father was ill-treated
My fecund soil was extirpated
My flowing rivers were freezed & downturned
My prominence peaks are now combat sectors
My alluring flowers doesn't bloom now
My morning breeze turned to gale
My crooning birds took a flight to restful site
My forests were desolated
My name is Kashmir
I was a land of happiness afore but now full of dejection
I was a heaven erstwhile but now a netherworld
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