I turn the ashes of past humiliation into the fire of conviction, the weight of hurt into the strength of discipline and every hour of hard training into a promise to myself. I don’t train to get stronger. I train to regain my pride, to rebuild my self-respect and to rise above yesterday. I train to be the human I know I can be. I train to be the human I know I am. I train to be the warrior. I don’t train to prove myself to the world. I train to honour the warrior in me. That is the truest form of prosperity. That is the only form of prosperity that can ever come from struggle and the refusal of the soul to give up.
— Bidita Rahman
The past may carve its scars, but discipline becomes the wind beneath the spirit, urging it to rise far above what once weighed it down.
