Hope

There he was, lying on his bed, thinking about his past. How he was so free in his childhood. He was the youngest in all his siblings. He got whatever he wished for. Everybody loved him. He grew up and started making plans to make his life better. He was aware that in order to live a great life he should be working hard. He was a good athlete. He was a good learner too. When he was about to achieve his first step towards success, he got ill. He was a planner and he had planned his life and wanted to achieve every goal. But he was ill. A player, a learner, a dreamer had his life stucked. He couldn't move on. Whenever he tried to made his mind towards achieving something, he thought about his illness which was a very big hurdle in his path. Doctors had forbidden him from working.

He is still in that state. He can't do anything but to wait for the miracle to happen. All his plans are doomed. His life is stucked just as the clock stops ticking. He is still hopeful that the miracle will happen. Hope is the thing that only strong people can believe upon. He just doesn't want to give up. He challenges the life everyday.

The only thing that kills him is that he is stucked and he can't move on.

Still, he has hope. He has hope in the one who created him. He is strong in his belief that if He can give him pain, He is much more powerful to take it away!