The Realm of Race .....

Search for Solace ....

Its always inspiring and new thing hidden whenever we listen or read the the story of tortoise and the rabbit on their legendary race to win the eternal glory and fame. Tortoise ultimately wins and rabbit loses eventually, but does he really lost ?? It is always portrayed everywhere that, the winner stands alone and he is the true champ but no-one really knows the road ahead for him and the unfolded legacy of attaining fortune or hardship. The question stands in his moves and his gentle walk towards his thought and mixture of emotions. The work he took upon on his bare hands is an easy one or is it an impossible task is the question unknown to him and his companions ... 

But, the race to reach to the red ribbon, whether to win or not is truly the most enduring and memorable for every person and in every possible way. It is  very happy and truly joyous for many but the real flavor is hidden in the journey when it has all the spices with some hot masala tadka and spicy chicken with it. Until and unless there's no shades of all possible colors hidden in it, it worthless to even run to win. A rainbow is always faint in the start, gradually finds it peak and again dims, the nature is full of Gaussian curves and our race is always the Gaussian curve and here we are  to decide it to make it a marathon or a sprint.

The journey always begins in a happy tone with a small note, "Hello world", but this suddenly becomes a huge, so enormous world that we find our-self no where and we are dwelled and swallowed in it without any prior notice. There is no apriori info available here and people you very well know that, without apriori information its always an experiment with huge trials and iterations which is quite synonymous with our lives. Life is giving kicks and licks at every instant, the thought to move swiftly but rapidly suddenly puts you in a position where you are in huge dilemma whether to think in the box or beyond. Now this made me think toooo ... haha !! Yaar wat a life we have, when we think, we have got all and all are happy from us, instantly we are thrown to our face, then we bounce on our ass and land on belly with head spinning and in a ditty. we loose all our thoughts and thus comes what is called as the real trailer of life. The true khatron key khiladi is not the one who has conquered his fear from heights, darkness, water or mammals. The true hero is the one who conquers his thought. The thought to win or loose or both is craving and leads to a huge tunnel of empty void spaces. The thinking ability has evolved in man from time to time, its we who have developed the thought of fear and fear to loose and this makes others take adv ... The true journey lies here. 

When the mean and standard deviation sucks, co-variance and co-relation have no definition and rmse is really low, a sudden fire and rage comes and this is called as the twist in the modern tale. The lost hope, thirst and the anticipation to rule is again foresighted by us. This is arosed by the sudden positivity and desire hidden inside your secret closet. The intensive discussions and the true brotherhood keeps you in parallel to your opponent runner and yeah it is always enduring, but what lies in your journey to reach the destination is truly and completely in your open hands, whether to have an ice-cream in the end or a sip of black-coffee is the question unanswered and this leads us in the search for true solace. The real fact lies in the journey of your race, to make it an exciting trek or an expedition or a safari all leads to glory and make you a finished man in all senses.