- That may be you or me
When
a child is brought up to this world, there arise unlimited aspiration and
dreams of parents along with him. Parents turn to him with hopeful eyes and
they start to build castles in the sir. In the shade of parents love and care
he starts acknowledging himself and there starts a long work of fulfilling his
parent's dreams.
From
his early childhood he was only taught to pluck up the flowers but his parents
forgot to remind him to aware of thorns. We too know life is not only the bed
of roses but we should also walk through bed of thorns. But he has only shown
way to success. The only way to success under his parents love and care his
life was so joyous and happy but as soon as he participated in this competitive
world he could feel the real taste of life both bitterness and sweetness.
Unfortunately his failure in one field discourages him and he could not
overcome his grieves and pains. As long as the days, months and years pass his
mind was washed away and started to get confused about his arms. He was lost in
his mystic and along with these friends.
Now
a day when I see him I find his enthusiasms appalling. He seems like the idol
of heap dreams. But oh! Boy! I'm sorry to say his dreams are no move his
strengths but burden for him. His aspirations are no longer existed but are
lost in the way. I have pity for his parents. I pressurize my brain even after
being potential how could be forget his parent's dream. How could be deader his
self-confidence in vain! Where was his self-supportive attitude last?
In
the second thought I'm forced to think whether I or you are the same
characters.
Guess……That may be you or me…..
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