Gaurav Julka

The Heart can Articulate. Enunciate. Speak.

The Profound Combination.

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There are times when I am lost; lost in the realities of life and in the life of dreams.  Sometimes, it’s more than just being lost. I am confused; sort of demotivated. This is precisely when I listen to my ‘Profound’ dose of motivation.

To summarize; whenever I feel low I listen to ‘Last of Mohicans – Enya’ and read William Ernest Henley’s Invictus and trust me; it sorts me out.

The Song:

The Literature:


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

Written by Gaurav Julka

February 5, 2013 at 1:30 PM

Posted in Fortitude

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