Title: The Weight Of Courage Poem by ashok jadhav

(The stage is dimly lit. A lone figure stands center stage, hands trembling slightly, eyes fixed on an invisible horizon. A heavy sigh escapes, carrying years of fear and hesitation.)
Fear… fear has been my companion for far too long. Every decision I've delayed, every path I've avoided, every truth I've refused to speak… it all circles back to one thing: the unwillingness to face what terrifies me most.
I have hidden in shadows, pretending that denial could shield me, that avoidance could protect me. But it hasn't. No… it never has. And now, the moment has come. The moment I cannot run from. The moment I have dreaded, yet somehow, it demands my reckoning.
They tell me, "Just bite the bullet." Ah, simple words… but they strike like thunder when your heart pounds against the cage of your chest. Bite the bullet… to face the pain, the fear, the inevitable. To stand upright when every instinct screams to flee. To endure when endurance feels impossible.
And I… I am terrified. Terrified of failing, terrified of loss, terrified of the sharp sting of reality that waits like a hawk circling above. Yet… I feel it too. That quiet, almost imperceptible pulse of courage, whispering that fear is no match for resolve. That bravery is not the absence of fear, but the choice to act in spite of it.
So I will bite. I will bite the bullet, swallow the fire that threatens to consume me, and step forward. I will meet the storm head-on. I will confront the truth, face the consequences, endure the pain—because I have nothing to gain by hiding any longer.
Yes… it will hurt. Yes… it will burn. But what is a life spent in trembling hesitation, in shadows of "what ifs" and "maybes"? No… the bullet is here, and I will meet it. I will rise, unbroken, even if it leaves scars.
For courage is not loud. Courage is not glamorous. Courage is silent, steadfast, relentless… and I will make it mine.
(Pauses, gaze lifting as if seeing something beyond the darkness.)
Fear, you have been my master… but today, I bite the bullet. Today, I choose to live brave. Today, I face you… and I will not flinch.