Her name was Mira – she was named after one of the great devotees of the blue God, Krishna. She grew up in the same way, millions of middle class Indian girls grow up in cities and towns – going to school, doing their homework and their chores, playing and squabbling. However, she had something in her that made her a tad bit different – a burning urge to succeed, a need to prove herself and a desire to make it to the top. She started working at the lowest rung of the ladder after her graduation, then by sheer hard work and grit, moved up the steps one at a time. It took a good many years, lots of sacrifices and tears but then she broke the glass ceiling.
People looked up to her and said “Isn’t she lucky?” She smiled secretly knowing that luck or fortune had nothing to do with her success.