Heartland

Resilience comes in many forms - some survive quietly, while others do so with such gusto that even a storm pauses to watch. This one belongs to the second category. It is one of those who fall loudly but rise even louder. It thunders, sparkles, grows through concrete, and then showers everyone around it - because even rain sometimes has character.

Every word is filled with anger transformed into strength and stubbornness mixed with self-belief. This is an anthem for those who have buried themselves - more than once - but each time got up, dusted themselves off, and moved on. Because the wind in the sails never dies down - it just sometimes pretends to be silent.