Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley
No matter which road we take, no matter how far we
are, no matter how poor or rich we become, nor even in the worst plague do not forget you are the master of your fate and the captain of your soul. In
this vast and influential world we live in and on the face of the
limitless opportunities life offers us at this stage of our lives, it sometimes turns tricky and tough to stick to ourselves, our essence and keep what we are,
our convictions. Life is full of changes but what we really are should never
change. The inspiring and sensible words from the poem bring me back to what really
matters: whatever I do must be because of my own will and nobody else’s, and
should never go against what I am!
In the middle of the uncertainty we are going through I
wish to tell you ‘don’t forget that you are the master of your life’!!



