If
by Joesph Ruyard Kippling in his book Just So Stories(1902)
(Nobel prize winner 1865-1936)
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on”;
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or, being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;
If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build ‘em up with wornout tools;
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on”;
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!
Or walk with kings – nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man my son!
Kippling |
Jika
Jika kau bisa bersabar ketika semua orang sekitarmu
Hilang sabar dan mempersalahkanmu;
Jika kau bisa percaya diri ketika semua orang meragukanmu,
Namun berilah juga celah bagi keraguan mereka;
Jika kau bisa menunggu dan tak lelah menanti,
Atau, dibohongi, janganlah berdamai dengan kebohongan,
Atau, dibenci, janganlah balas membenci,
Namun janganlah kelihatan terlalu baik, atau berbicara terlalu bijaksana;
Jika kau dapat bermimpi – dan tidak membiarkan mimpi menguasaimu;
Jika kau dapat berpikir – dan tidak menjadikan pikiranmu sebagai tujuan;
Jika kau dapat meraih kemenangan dan menderita musibah kekalahan
Dan memperlakukan sama kedua tipuan semua itu;
Jika kau rela mendengarkan kebenaran yang kau ucapkan
Yang tersandra oleh para penipu yang membuat perangkap bagi orang bodoh,
Atau menyaksikan hancur luluhnya segala yang kau pertaruhkan untuk hidupmu,
Dan membungkuklah dan bangunlah puing-puing itu dengan peralatan rusak yang tersisa;
Jika kau dapat mempertaruhkan semua kemenanganmu
Dan mengambil risiko untuk satu giliran ’lempar-dan-tangkap’,
Dan ternyata kalah, dan harus mulai lagi dari awal
Dan janganlah pernah mengeluhkan kekalahanmu sepatah kata pun;
Jika kau bisa memaksa jantung dan saraf dan ototmu
Untuk melakukan giliran pukulan service-mu lama setelah semua kekalahanmu,
Dan ya bertahanlah bila tiada lagi apa pun dalam dirimu
Kecuali Kemauan yang berujar kepada mereka: ”Tunggu”.
Jika kau dapat berbicara kepada rakyat jelata dan mempertahankan kebajikanmu,
Atau berjalan dengan raja-raja – tanpa kehilangan hubungan dengan rakyat biasa;
Jika tiada musuh atau teman tercinta dapat melukaimu;
Jika semua orang menghargaimu, tapi tak berlebihan;
Jika kau bisa mengisi menit yang menentukan
Dengan menempuh jarak lari enam puluh detik yang tak ternilai –
Bumi dan segala isinya akan menjadi milikmu,
Dan – yang lebih penting – kau akan menjadi Seseorang anakku!
This poem is 113 years old. Last week we celebrated the birth of Kipling and January 18th marks the 76th anniversary of Rudyard Kipling's passing. I love the poem too, and over the years I have met many people, including my father, who have used this poem as a guide to life, in their studies, in business, in sports, in their personal lives.
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Wishing you a happy new year and a great 2012!