Well, I was going thru one of my frnds profile when I found that Life is indeed a race. No matter if your physical appearance hasnt cmout to this world, You still keep on contesting millions and millions of other fellows for a single goal............Survival.

"I was my fathers' fastest swimmer ...like all of you....."

This was how he quoted himself. True..infact very true. Afterall we all should be proud of ourselves. We all are born champions. Like all other prodigy we too have proven our worth in or rather for the very existence of life. Let me go back and find out the veracity of this statement.
Lets go back to year 1984 when the first maiden race was to begun. I along with millions and millions of similar looking pigheads was thrown in an arena. Dark almost like a blunt nite engulfed into a warm pool we all set ourselves to move on. But where??? Nobody knew. I looked at the fellow piggie. I cud clearly see the calmness on his face. He was quite reluctant to budge on. Lying cozy in the pool he prefered to stay back. Ahh...see whu is that...that guy is running like crazy man. I just cant belive its a sort of treasure hunt or what. 1 guy, secnd and here is third...Ohh goshhh...thousand and thousands are making a stampede but nobdy knows where to go. Is it some sort of rat race where one runs and all follows?? Not exactly, coz we all know that there is a cherished package smwhere here and we all are set to find that. Running running and running...almost an hours struggle. Now, its quite easy to move on coz most of the other fellas are left behind. 1000....100....10...wow, I m in top 10 yaar. but when this race gonna end. I am tired like a dead soul. Hey, thats a pun....I called myself a dead soul even when I m nt born and looking for a life !!!!!!!!

I still cudnt understand what exactly that surprise gift is. For what we are running. Is it for our life?? Noway, coz we are still nt born...so is it fr sm plzr? or some power...or some....ahhh i don even know the proper wrds...:(

I turned back and the whole lot of piggies shrunk to three of us. Atleast I got the third position and I m all content wth that. I m feeling tired and lets get back to the pool frm where we all came. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...whats that...I stuck into sm oval shaped pebble or smthing..and haaa I m changing...I m changing the very existence of myself....Is this what we all were running fr???? Am I the winner.......poooooh!!! its so easy mannnn.....what ds that mean??? Am I d best???
Am I a winner???

This implies that whatever I m ...I m the best amongst millions of similar species. But still I m struggling fr many things in this wrld...why is so....Am i responsible fr my failure...No ...Never...coz I was the best amongst all.....so what....those other may be better....or perhaps their father must be better than my father...Thats why they r excelling nd I m nt....So is it okk to pass on all my faults to my father....????? Ummmm....lemme think...

Don u feel that this whole wrld is a rat race...starting frm a day one we constanlty keeep running wthout knowing the motive...the purpose...the cherished dream.....U see every prsn sitting tensed to excel in his life....Everyone trying hard to meet his ends...everyone looking so perturbed bout the race....the Grand Race...of Life.

If its so....then those other piggies were better taht they lost that day and survived the fury of present day...while I survived that day and nw being harassed by evryothr Piggy in this grand finale....Now shud I say myself as a fastest swimmer...or shud I call myself the wrst fated swimmer!!!!!