We grow up old believing in the truth of reality in front of our eyes,
No matter how many times your fall....what makes you the man is all those tries..
To achieve and be some one...instead of fading away ....
And as they say..there is no word as well begun..unless and untill is all said and done..
In the end its all the appreciation and respect you have for the one..
Who actually pushed you to the limit of killing yourself with a gun..
That instinct of going beyond what you have never felt..
The feeling of numbness is till the moment every thing is actually dealt..
You actually compare yourself with the same passion he has till the last run..
