Win! they smile,
Loss! still they smile with ease,
They breathe win and loss in the same rhythm,
Always they maintain their happy and smiling face.
Being surprised, I ask them the reason of it,
They answer smilingly,
"Actually we are accustomed to live with the loss most of the time,
It is our natural habitat,
So we can not sense any special feeling in our win,
Even if we win, we can not differentiate it from our loss,
In fact win and loss are similar to us."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem