Do you believe you are lucky?
If yes, you are!
There is no somersault
There isn’t any catapult
It is your belief which makes you fortunate
Once a child carried a heavy box on his head
He got tired in the hot sun.
People around sneered and sneered
He was in his own melody and reached his main way…
Continued living as per his terms.
On the day of consequence
People called him lucky!
We are what we want ourselves to be,
Let there be light or darkness
Lead a path of hardwork, perseverance and penance
And luck is yours…