When I was young, back in grade one, I remember in the P.E. periods when I started playing basketball… I used to hold the ball firmly with my hands, and raise my arms as much as I can, and then when I decide to throw the ball, it at times used to end up falling right behind me… I also remember back then when my daddy started training me tennis and ping pong, I used to concentrate so hard (trying to impress him), holding the bat with a hand and the little yellow ball with the other, and eventually swinging the bat through the air, and the ball falls right where I stood… Then with time, we start focusing and become more capable, but that don’t mean we reached the top, its just …
Thing is, there is no top in this life…
Period.
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