To The World Poem by Pushp Sirohi

I love the journey to becoming successful,
not the noise at the finish line,
but the silence that teaches me
how to walk alone without breaking.

World—
I did not arrive in a rush.
I learned patience from empty roads,
and strength from days
when no one was watching.

I chose the long way,
where mornings demand discipline,
nights test resolve,
and progress arrives
without applause.

Success, to me,
is not speed—
it is alignment.
It is standing straight
when comfort asks me to bend.

I trained my mind
before I trained my dreams,
because ambition without order
is just chaos wearing confidence.

I respect the journey
because it corrects me,
strips me of excuses,
and replaces desire
with responsibility.

World,
I do not fear delay.
Every step refines my command,
every setback sharpens my sight,
every scar remembers my growth.

I walk quietly,
but I walk prepared.
Not chasing validation,
not borrowing momentum—
only building permanence.

One day,
when you call it success,
I will simply call it
duty fulfilled.

Because I was never in love
with the destination.

I was in love
with becoming worthy of it.

— (Brigadier) Pushp Sirohi 🖋️🫡