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There is a fight going on in my body now a days . A fight against my mind . A fight to wake up after sleeping 14 hours . A fight to study even after being rejected so many times. A fight which pains my ankles . A fight which my body .
 So I end up doing nothing all day. I tried going away from social networking . It didn't help.
I tried going back into social networking . It didn't help either. It is going from bad to worse. I doubt it will end ever. And if it does, I am not sure whether I will be able to find that motivation to do anything ever again.
They say success comes to those who try hard. They give you plenty of examples of great people. What they never tell you is that these people loved doing what they were doing. Had they asked Edison to play good cricket , he would have given up eventually after two or three tries. You ask me to score from a free kick and I ll never say never . You ask me to write till I become a writer , I ll never give up . What you are asking me to do is something I hate to the core . I don't love what I am doing . I can never succeed even if I try very hard. Well until God shows some mercy , that is.
1/10/12.

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