Nisha always dreamed that one day she would play piano. Her aunt was a piano teacher.

"Do you aspire to be a pianist?" her aunt asked.

"Yes!" Nisha said. "I want to attain that dream."

"Then you must attend my classes," aunt said. "But I warn you - it's not easy. Anyone can start, but not everyone can finish."

The first month was awful. Nisha played badly. Her fingers were stiff. She could only learn basic notes.

"I'll never be able to do this," she cried one day. "I'm the worst student around."

"Never say that," aunt said. "You're learning. Everyone plays badly at first. The amount of practice you need is huge. But if you never give up, you will succeed."

Nisha often practiced before sleeping. Sometimes she was almost asleep sitting at the piano. Her hands were attached to the keys.

But even after three months, improvement was very little. One day Nisha was absent from class. She had become discouraged.

Her aunt went to her house. "Why were you absent?"

"Because I'm awful," Nisha said. "I practice such an amount of time, but nothing is happening. Almost a year has passed. But I still play badly."

"Do you still aspire to be a pianist?" aunt asked.

"Always," Nisha whispered.

"Then never stop. You know, I also played badly for years. Everyone around me said I should quit. But I never did. And look - now I teach. You can attain your dream. But never think it's easy. Nothing worth attaining is easy."

Nisha started again. She always attended classes. She never missed practice. Often her fingers hurt. But she continued.

Six months later, her aunt made an announcement. "We're having a recital. Anyone who wants can perform."

Nisha was nervous. "But I'm still at basic level."

"But you're not playing badly anymore," aunt smiled. "Try."

On the night of the recital, Nisha went on stage. All the ballet dancers, other piano students, families - everyone was around.

She played the first note. Then the second. Then the whole piece. It wasn't perfect. But it wasn't awful either.

When she finished, everyone clapped. Her aunt came to her and said, "You did it. Remember when you said you'd never be able to?"

"I remember playing so badly," Nisha laughed. "I remember being almost asleep from practicing. I remember that awful first month."

"But you never quit," aunt said proudly. "That's what matters. Anyone can aspire. But only those who never give up can attain their dreams."

Years later, Nisha became a piano teacher herself. When students would say, "I play so badly, I should quit," she would say:

"I also played badly. For months. I was absent from class because I felt awful. But my aunt taught me - if you truly aspire to something, you must never quit. Always practice. Always attend class. Never think the amount of effort is too much. Anyone around you may doubt you. You may almost give up. You may feel awful and play badly. But if you attach yourself to your dream and never let go - you will attain it."

She often said, 'Some dreams take months, some take years. But if you aspire to it always, and never quit, you'll attain it. Not today, not tomorrow, but someday. And when you do, you'll realize - every awful practice session, every time you played badly, every amount of struggle - it was all worth it. Because anyone can dream. But only those who never give up can make dreams real.'

And her students, inspired by her story, learned not just basic piano, but something more important - that aspiring is easy, but attaining requires never giving up, always trying, and being attached to your dream no matter how awful things seem around you. Because in the end, those who never quit are the ones who always succeed.