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Losing.

Have you ever felt the harsh and bitter taste of losing or failing ?
Obviously you have, no doubt for that but did you ever try to look deeper to know what losing actually is ?

I wouldn't say that losing is a part of life or losing or rather failing is the first to success. They are true but cliché. People have heard so much of them that it's hard to even believe that they are right.

Losing gives a pinch to your heart and from there it goes to your brain to give a rush of negativity.

It is like falling off a cliff with no one to catch you. Agreed, family members and friends are there to support you but ultimately the burdern is on your heart and the memories it leaves are imperishable.
These dark memories scare you every time you try or everytime you pretend to be okay.

Your mind becomes so full that it refuses to even accept all the facts.

But if you lose, it doesn't mean that you have lost the ability to work or go ahead, it simply gives you a tiny message that you have tried.

If you lose,  your worrying is inevitable but just keep one thing in mind that a whole new person is starting to develop now.

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