Power

Out of all in-existence arises the power of survival. From Darwin to to the blooming scientists of evolution, all have come to the conclusion that life evolves through struggle for existence.

Yes, i evolve, you evolve, everyone around us evolves because we struggle to survive. Cut open the throats of your competitors, trample over the weak beings, dismiss the insignificant, and we become strong survivors. Yes, i am fiercely competitive. I do not like to lose, i do not LET myself lose.

Either in love or practical life, i know at the end i will stand out as the winner.Does this make me seem like a bad person? May be yes, may be not. But i have a lot in stake. From the background i come from, i cannot stop till i reach the zenith, till i become the epitome of success, till i become the example of power. This attitude of mine, has made me sacrifice a lot of good things in life. I escape from pain because it deters me from my ambition. I flee from the sight of weakness because it disorients me.

My mother is my true inspiration. She has gone through a hell lot, given up love, to be where she is now. She is successful and has the power to control, and she has reached that point where she can slack off a bit now, search for inner-peace, calmness and yes the long deleted sense of love. For her immense sense of self-pride there are people who talk behind her, but that doesn't make her smaller. She is still bright, still fierce, still shining.

And i want to be exactly like her. There are people talking "bad" things about me. That is what i have been told. But really, "bad" things? without knowing my side of the story? Fine talk. Does that make you better than me? Are you in a better position than me? Have you achieved anything beyond what i have done with my life? I guess the answer is no. SO if those people are talking about me they don't know me. They can't be me.

Don't worry, you. I know you care about what people think of me, and yes i have never explained my position. But believe me, it doesn't bother me. I have done grave mistakes, and i am repenting them. But it does not make me a weaker person. Yes i have lied, i have protected people who have used me in some sense, but that proves that i stick what decisions i take. Yes, i am not truly happy until i a reach my destination. Nevertheless, i believe i will. I will be what i have chosen to be in life.

And when i am what i want, i will succumb to love. I will not flee again. I will not look down upon my love. I will not judge it, i will not question it. I will not manipulate my love and i will not force it to stay with me. Actually, if i think about it, i am doing all of this. I have loosened my grip on my love. No, i have not let go, but i am letting it breathe, till it wants to walk into my heart, body and soul again.

Till then, it's time to achieve. To succeed.

It's time to rejoice Power.