One More Time

I have been taught,
that don’t make mistakes.

I was a child then,
couldn’t ask them ‘why?’
Maybe they told me this,
so that I don’t fall,
to keep me away,
from the problems,
to make me realise,
that meaning of life,
is to keep walking.
Now i ask them, why?
Because,
If I don’t fall,
How would i realise,
the value of keep moving.
If I don’t fall,
How would i know,
the strength within me,
to fight all the odds,
to overcome the barriers,
to face the fear.
If I don’t fall,
How would i feel,
that the path,
towards the destiny,
isn’t easy to reach,
and I’m not the only one,
towards it....
Maybe they don’t know,
any of this,
as they haven’t been,
through any difficulties.
Or
Maybe they know it all,
but didn’t tell,
as it wasn’t easy for them,
at that time of life,
to describe everything,
in words....
Because as i told you,
that i was a child then,
so I couldn’t ask them ‘Why?’
and they didn’t tell me ‘Why not?’
as they all haven’t faced this,
or they have faced,
much more than this,
in a completely different way,
and stopped after they,
made a mistake,
and then get afraid of,
getting up again,
and trying for one more time,
making it possible,
by taking a fearless step,
for ONE MORE TIME......
Who knows the truth?!!
Who knows it all?!! 
But i don’t listen to them,
I make mistakes,
a lot,
again and again,
but not the same,
all the new ones,
as my mistakes teach me,
lessons that no book,
or any teacher has,
ever taught me...!!
                                               -shubh 🐰

I said, ‘Okay’.