My favorite verse

Rudyard Kipling did not figure much in my early life until college when i first read his work "IF". It moved me in so many ways that to date, I still look at the verses every now and then to check on myself and see how virtue can play a big pivotal, positive force in your life. 
Not surprisingly, I met with "If" again in college when I took a violent undertaking to enter as a "blind beggar" into a prestigious UP fraternity that is both famous and infamous for its members. It literally lifted me up through the harrowing experience and made me finish the initiation and become a "man" in my fraternity brother's eyes.
I am putting it here, so people can read it and be inspired by what it stresses in life. For the evil and mischievous, it might stick a sharp stick into their egos. I only wish that my readers will find this more invigorating than indicting.
Here it is - my favorite verse (which incidentally the Wimbledon and most of Britain also swears by) - IF

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you But make allowance for their doubting too, If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream–and not make dreams your master, If you can think–and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build ‘em up with worn-out tools: If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breath a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!” If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings–nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you; If all men count with you, but none too much, If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, And–which is more–you’ll be a Man, my son! –Rudyard Kipling

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