Painter of own life.
Life is like a drawing, you are the artist of your life. Fortunately, i know what i want to paint, but as i started painting it with passion, fire and enthusiasm, somehow it didnt turn out the way i want. It is with imagination of the art, will one know what to paint. Great thoughts put into action are greater. As the colors gets harder to stain, i erase and redraw, refining and fine-tuning it to its perfection. I sit back and ponder on the mistakes that could have been, for the every mistake and problem i face, will only make me stronger. The road gets tougher, at the same time easier after every bump. I shall not give up at this point. For the great one says that the battle of life, in most cases, fought uphill, and to win it without a struggle were perhaps to win it without honor. If there were no difficulties there would be no success, if there were nothing to struggle for, there would be nothing to be achieved. I shall wake up in the morning next day, recharged with energy and power, and fight the war again.

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it's all well and good when morning comes...
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