Blogging is often measured by numbers, but this journey was measured in growth.
Over a year of showing up, writing, and waiting, I learned that effort shapes more than outcomes—it shapes the person behind the words. This poem reflects that quiet transformation.
# My Journey of Blogging #
I planted effort,
shared my thoughts,
watered my patience,
and waited a year.
The journey did not grow money—
it grew me courage,
and the faith to begin again.
It taught me this:
nothing blooms
without belief.
These words carry emotion—
they stay with struggle,
are stained with hope,
and signed by time itself.
Effort does not reward wishing.
it answers those who show up.
Each blog is my thoughts evolved.
Each note, a season survived.
Each sentence, a step forward
on a path only I walk.
And as midnight arrives,
time does not bend—
but I define my path,
and I walk again,
and again.
(Vijay Verma)
www.retiredkalam.com
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Be like the bird who, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing she hath wings.— Victor Hugo
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What a beautiful reminder. Hugo captures that quiet courage so perfectly—the moment of uncertainty, the branch giving way,
and still the song. It’s faith not in the branch, but in one’s own wings.
A gentle nudge to trust our inner strength even when support feels fragile. 💛
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Thank you so much.
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Please walk again and again because life is beautiful so enjoy every moment. Beautiful poem
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Thank you so much for your kind words. They feel like a gentle reminder to keep moving, to keep noticing, and to keep trusting the beauty along the way.
I’m grateful the poem resonated with you—may we all keep walking, again and again, with open hearts. 🌿
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The way you framed blogging as something that didn’t grow money but grew you felt very real. Showing up again and again, even when nothing obvious comes back, changes a person quietly.
I liked that honesty a lot. Writing as seasons survived, not milestones achieved. That’s the part most people don’t talk about. Keep walking your path, it’s clear it’s doing its work.
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Thank you for saying that—it really means a lot. You captured exactly what I was trying to express: the quiet, unglamorous growth that happens simply by showing up and staying with the work.
Writing as a way of living through seasons rather than chasing milestones feels true to me, and it’s reassuring to know that honesty landed. I appreciate your words and encouragement more than you know.
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Thank you Verma for your kind words 🙏
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A good reflection on how the blog develops the blogger, not the other way around. It is a reflection of our existence and experiences and it is always good to look back to see the road we have been travelling, rather than look forward and wonder which route to take. Have a wonderful day. Allan
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This is a thoughtful and grounding reflection. I love the way it frames blogging as a mirror of lived experience rather than a destination to be engineered. The idea of looking back with awareness—honoring the path already walked—feels both wise and comforting. It gently reminds us that growth reveals itself in hindsight, through presence and reflection, not pressure. A beautiful sentiment to carry into the day.
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