Life is a spinning wheel

All of us were born in this world without clothes, without watches, shoes and other things we carried on a minute after we have pulled out from our mother’s womb. 

Yet, metaphorically speaking, oldies said that some have been born with ‘golden spoon’ in their mouth, others for me have silver, wooden or plastic spoon, while others have no spoon at all.  For the unfortunate ones who have born without spoon in their mouth, you can’t question that fate, it is our God’s hand and wand.  And we called it as ‘Uncontrollable Fortune’.  

From this event, some people think that they are losers, for they have lost from the start of the battle, from the very first round of fighting, from the first five seconds of their life after the bell rung.  But hey, like racing, it’s just only the first lap, you still have more laps to race and more rounds to battle to prove your worthiness in existence, since this world is a big arena, all are battling to survive, even the ‘fortunate ones’  - the people born with golden spoon.

The essence of our existence is so simple, we will lose some, we will win some, it’s a continuous cycle of winning and losing, ups and downs, happiness and sadness, sometimes you’re soaring high and sometimes you’re crumbling down, it’s most probably okay since Earth will continue to spin around. The most important is how we play the game.  Life is a spinning wheel.  


The agony strikes when you start losing hope to your ability, to your existence in this game, losing the willingness to fight, and most of all to win.

You have many calls to make to pull the trigger, to aim for the best shot.  Keep on fighting, keep on believing, keep moving forward, while you’re living, it’s a never-ending process. 

The ‘Uncontrollable Fortune’ from the day you were born which you thought is impossible to reverse, will be turned around by your hard work, patience, positive outlook, never say-die attitude and guidance from God, the ‘Fortune Controller’.      

Therefore, though you were not born with golden spoon in your mouth, at least you will die with it and with golden plate as well.   


Please be reminded that the ever sweetest triumph is reaching the highest star from the lowest land.

Kachow!


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