A smart little boy in school, when the Teacher Questioned,
What do you aspire to be - apart from what is Destined;
Thought much for nights Two,
Peers wanted to become Doctor, Engineer, few wanted to Sue;
Next morning he ran to the Teacher & Said,
I would rather prefer to be a Banker Instead...
When the Teacher asked Why? Asa kasa kay? (“Why So?” in
Marathi language)
He said because the Sky is so High;
To earn & be the richest will take me so much Time,
Better I manage to accumulate the rich mens' wind Chime;
Percussion will be theirs tune would be Mine,
I would secure their funds with a thin margin Line...
No wonder what he Became,
Dreams fell in line & Came;
He got a job in an ICMC, (Currency Chest)
Bundles of cash at every glimpse he could See;
Weeks, Months, Couple of Years later,
He realized he had been a Waiter;
He waited for Success to come to Him,
Never did he approach it with a Strong enough Limb;
Nevertheless he changed his Mantra & Dream,
The Road to success is Persistence & a Strong Smart Team...
He started his own Bank,
Very soon built a corporate office from lending over a
wooden Plank;
Time made him Realize,
Trust & Service to the customer made him Rise;
While the rest were busy drawing & crying over the
target Graph,
He served his customers more than he ever did to his better
Half...
The difference between what he Was & what he Is,
Is only the perception through this Iris;
Dreams do not come True,
Without even some efforts Few;
One needs to Dream - Plan - Strive & Continue,
To enjoy success with overall Aerial View...
