Because life is not a bed of roses, it's not that easy to fall and rise up again and again. Some gains may come in an instant, but that is not real success. Real success doesn't mean winning all the time, in fact, it means winning the war. It's what's inside us that counts. Be successful by turning weaknesses into strengths, and take charge by controlling things instead of letting them control you.

We accomplish more as we remove the barriers to effectiveness and have the willingness to change and self-audit ourselves. But apart and amidst this struggle and the war for survival, there are those who struggle to breathe.

Who are they? Where did they come from? Who are all these people whom we don't want to think about? Do we not have any kind of mercy or sympathy for them because they are incarcerated and totally isolated from civilised human society? They too are humans made of flesh and blood.

If today it's me, then tomorrow it could be you.