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The Game of Life…

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Ever imagined that this life of ours is a large game. A game with ups and downs. With pleasures and frowns. There is surely a set of rules in this game, but the course of happenings in life is so uncertain that nobody can predict what would happen next with us? Are we players? Are we playing this game in high spirits? We often come at crossroads in our lives when we think who have created such rules regarding this game? Is God the playmaker or the referee? How would we achieve victory?
But ever wondered while thinking, that if this life is a game then who are the contenders. Because, in a game, somebody has to win, someone has to taste defeat. If we win then someone will surely have to be defeated. Whom have we to defeat? How would we achieve victory? Do some success mantra exist to win this game of life?
We ourselves are our own competitors. We win by running past our own self. In this life, no one can compete with our personality. We have to run in the direction of our goal, run hard crossing every hurdle in the midfield. Life is not a game to defeat any person. Life is a cycle. A cycle that revolves around our destiny.
We are the makes of our destiny. Often in life, we feel demotivated, dispassionate and broken. At that time, we think that God is against us playing hard for our defeat. We feel all the forces against us. We begin to think maybe we are meant to be defeated for someone else’s victory. But a wise man will always realize that the game of life is not like any other. This game is not played between two contenders, but it is a game to realize our own potential. Difficulties are the hurdles to make oneself truly realize one’s own potential. After tackling the attacks from difficulties, a person appears stronger than before. Always make yourself confident about your abilities and then this game of life will surely reward you the best.

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