Punjabi version 3144
Hindi version 2388
Sometimes I feel tired while walking along,
And I stop for a moment, though I stay strong.
I sit and I think of the day that's gone,
Of the work I did from dusk till dawn.
Some things went right, and some went wrong,
But success made my heart beat like a song.
I faced the troubles that came my way,
And felt proud when I saved the day.
So though I grow tired and sometimes fall,
I rise again and give it my all.
For each day's journey, harsh or kind,
Leaves a memory behind.
6.47pm 20 June 2025
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