{"id":1261,"date":"2011-06-20T04:37:17","date_gmt":"2011-06-20T09:07:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.apostrophicseasons.com\/journal\/?p=1261"},"modified":"2017-09-08T10:29:12","modified_gmt":"2017-09-08T10:29:12","slug":"mindset-of-defeat","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pradeepshankar.net\/journal\/2011\/06\/20\/mindset-of-defeat\/","title":{"rendered":"mindset of defeat"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>mindset of defeat<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pradeepshankar.net\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/mindset_of_defeat_01.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-1267\" title=\"mindset of defeat\" src=\"https:\/\/pradeepshankar.net\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/mindset_of_defeat_01.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"500\" height=\"650\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">I embark on a journey with a prospective dream. I grow with mother nature. I blossom in vividly graceful blooming seasons. I swing to the amorous glints of rain and wind. So I fight against the perils of the same wind. I dont swank about my richness nor do I sink to extremes of nature.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/pradeepshankar.net\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/mindset_of_defeat_02.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-1268\" title=\"mindset of defeat\" src=\"https:\/\/pradeepshankar.net\/journal\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/06\/mindset_of_defeat_02.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"725\" height=\"500\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">I know I struggle. I tolerate and persevere so that I blossom again. In all these times, defeat will have a finite space in my mind. Neither it grows nor it shrinks. Because,<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>Defeat is not final and so is success.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>mindset of defeat I embark on a journey with a prospective dream. I grow with mother nature. I blossom in vividly graceful blooming seasons. I swing to the amorous glints of rain and wind. So I fight against the perils of the same wind. I dont swank about my richness nor do I sink to&hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[35,24,28],"tags":[150,203],"class_list":["post-1261","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-dreams","category-thoughtful","category-variegated","tag-mindset","tag-thoughtful"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/pradeepshankar.net\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1261","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/pradeepshankar.net\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/pradeepshankar.net\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pradeepshankar.net\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pradeepshankar.net\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1261"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/pradeepshankar.net\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1261\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1727,"href":"https:\/\/pradeepshankar.net\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1261\/revisions\/1727"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/pradeepshankar.net\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1261"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pradeepshankar.net\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1261"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/pradeepshankar.net\/journal\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1261"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}