Striving Towards Excellence

-Karthik Gurumurthy

Time is the scarcest currency we possess—
Each day a coin we cannot earn back.
Why spend it building walls between us
When we could be weaving connections that last?

In our home, each soul carries different music,
Different rhythms, different ways of seeing.
But the clock ticks equally for all—
Our differences are gifts worth freeing.

The quiet one holds wisdom in silence,
The loud one brings energy to the room.
The dreamer sees what could be,
The practical mind prevents our doom.

We have perhaps decades, maybe less,
To learn each other’s hidden languages,
To create spaces where every personality
Finds room to flourish, to take chances.

Tomorrow is promised to no one—
Today is all we truly own.
Will we waste it in judgment and division,
Or plant seeds of understanding sown?

The urgent question is not whether we’re different,
But whether we’ll choose to celebrate
The brief miracle of sharing this moment,
This home, before it’s too late.

For unity is not a luxury
But the most essential art—
The practice of seeing each other clearly
While we still share the same beating heart.