I stood in a long line
Waiting patiently,cutting down my time
Asking myself a question which was unclear
In the hindsight,it brought me a tear

I looked at the people ahead of me
Plotting against them silently
But then I dropped this grievous sin
Thinking, let me put this plan to the bin

I stood there waiting in the very cold
Saying I will achieve even if I turn old
Time flew by and the line shortened
And so my heart gladdened

When my time finally arrived
I knew my patience would abide
My act turned into a successful story
Someone maybe writing it, putting in all the glory