The story of choices.

 Men if you accept failures in life and cannot resist the opposition you lose the game

The House of Cards fell down but can also be rebuilt.  

Believing in self cannot be questioned but can be tested..

Remember there are always ways to win but you need to know when to use the cards.

There was a time when I did not feel gravity.  For a time, life was behaving strangely. How could you be in a state where you can see yourself drifting away from your body. I could see two lives in front of me and I was so much powerless to choose one. Should I let myself be fated to one or I resist to life. I choose to be brave I choose to resist. I was at a table feasting with friends I was closely looking at them. They know nothing about my chaotic being. I was living there as it was my last meet-up with them. As I will not see them again. I never made them feel I was leaving this life behind. I laughed as I could see no one could read my state of dilemma. For how a boy full of life was tired.  If someone could have hugged me at that moment I could have melted. I was afraid if someone grabbed my hand I would break down. but it could have been better than the days when I broke down alone somewhere. I hated Fyodor I was suffering in my story. How easy it is to say things will be ok to someone. unless you see your life not in your hands.

Bus stops became the best place to think about my life. Rivers made me feel free to flow with life. I resisted the problems. 

After death what is there?

After chaos what is there? I know the answer for this. It is peace and happiness. But it is not aligned to people around you or with you. This state of satisfaction comes from the inner being. 

sometimes I felt I will not survive from the problems in my life. Maybe I could have left the place and went somewhere and struggle there for sometimes with some faith to rise again. But my sixth sense always said one day more. one day more try again and I did. For months nothing happened. Every day was weakening my faith. I hoped but hope is weaker than faith. And faith and believe what are they I am still seeking the answer. but after all the physical, emotional and mental challenges I rose.

I know when and how it happened, and only I know what it took to come out that situation, life threw at me.