My Life in Technicolor

There was this moment to rejoin the the runners and start it all over again but people who followed were so excited they forgot all about me and just rushed into the track . Later a kick of some one woke me i was so happy to see myself inside the track so excited but sensed a pain ,that pain didn't looked right it was killing me to stand up I watched the runners and the people feeling sorry for me and the people who were running with me but still were so happy to see me on ground . I cried to god why always me what are my mistakes i swear to ill never be over confident or ill very be mean to any one or ill do nothing wrong in my life just give a pull and make me stand i promise to win but all I could do is hope and pray and wishing on Broken star to help my Broken legs . All of the sudden for the first time in my life i could see the trophy and a winner of my age from a inch far from my finish line .i had learnt my lessons now and the true meaning of winning its not just...

As you all read i was tagged as a path finder. hilarious the person lost himself was seriously taken as a path finder and followed by groups of people who blindly believed and followed where ever he go is a short cut .so it happened like this as i realized i was running no where i joined the fools and allowed them to walk with me .literally as we walked i was ones again carried away by their praises i started to get involved in that process and gradually started to neglect the fact and believed that I am a path finder and walked like a hero at the side of the track.everyone in track looked amused and joined us other were confused and looked at me for answer.and i would say the smart and normal people were laughing out loud with tears (roflol) and rest felt sorry for us. but neglected everyone and kept running as fast as i could thought people are laughing at me because their jealous at my speed and kept moving forward with a hope to join the track every soon and win .but still unkn...

I had totally lost it now a sound of foot steps woke me when i opened my eyes i was no more on track guess i was stupid enough for believing my so called friends .they all were very happy seeing me off track and enjoyed the site .Now i was in middle of no where ,staring at the runners , hoping for miracle ,wondering what went wrong i stood there like a clown looking at laughing peoples at my dumbness.everyone crossed me ,the weakest and the worst and all i could do now was simply watch them win and clap at my own foolishness .I had lost my spot the people who were running with me were no where to be found but i still kept the hope and wandered like a stray horse looking for them from the side of the racetrack. Suddenly all the smiles started to look different the people for whom i stopped to help looked blanked at my statues and laughed .Then a wired feeling poked with in me "NO i was not born to be a com...

As i was running alone i started gathering all people how ever were running along and called them my friends i thought they will run with me all the way to the finish line in all ups and downs.i started been a supporter ,cheered, cracked jokes , it was very enjoyable finally. still tho i was unknown to where, why and for what i was there i started enjoying it like evening walk. "We often fail to identify the backstabbers behind those smiling faces" , so was i ,I was delightfully walking along, unknown to the fact i was gonna face later because of my so called friends .tho i could sense danger from them i still believed ,hoped and loved them .but all they could think of was pushing me off track .they started gaining up as we kept on running . i was no harm for them, i did no wrong .bring them together was my mistake. tho i had sensed this but still kept running along and smiling and waving .I was in my fantasy calling all my passerby friend , celebrating at their vict...

I Am on the track ,waiting for the sound of bullets ,I am all set to run but i didn't know the reason why i had to and where i was running for what cause was i asked to participate in this race . when the race started and people started running as fast they can pushing others in their way and trying to bet the fastest of all, i just try to keep up with them .There were everyone as if i was running with the whole universe .people of all age, people who were slow like Tortoise, people who were physically and mentally handicapped ,people of all shapes and size thin like bamboo fat like pumpkin.everyone were there running as fast as light (speed of light = 299 792 458 m / s ) .just kidding but its true they were at least trying .out of all this sporty feel there were few other helping and supporting the weakest and encouraging the best and cheering everyone . I was nothing like any of them ,i was no where with them .i was enjoying the support and trying to walk as fast as i could ...

All this time of my life i never thought or understood life is a race i use to judge others thinking they are not following their dreams their been cows following the first most person like a animals ,their running just because they had to. speaking frankly now that I understand things to an extend i know it need great courage and desire to make our dream come true and live our fantasy..i am not De-motivating its true every things possible in this world except time travel .you need to follow the crowed till you understand yourself and your life better because when you know your different nothing can stop you from been a hero ..:) DREAMS. Dreams are beauty of life; Dreams make life happy place to live; Dreams make you work; Dreams make you live your life better. When you dream you dream to be a hero, When you dream it for real and imagination grows close, your thoughts forcing you to achieve,your desire of life. Dreams must not be a time cutter . Dreams must crea...

Is a fiction based on the out look of a stubborn and irresolute kid,who fail to understand the importance of time and value of been loved, who always gets distracted by the temptations around and convenes him self life is what we always dream about and gets carried away day dreaming of his fantasy life forgetting his reality, this is a story of every single person who forgets his duty and value of time and yet still dream to be a hero. It is dedicated to all my friends for been impact on "Broken legs" and my friend nethra ,suraj and naveen for believing and a special thanks to vinay for bringing out the best in me and finally my family for been the hope of my life.. :) ♥℘.s.ℓ٥ﻻ ﻉ√٥υ♥