Not everyone can be a winner on any given day. For everyone who emerges victorious there would be someone else who is left in the dust, a small price to pay to maintain the delicate equilibrium, the status quo of life.


Does this mean that all victories in life are pyrrhic? Can anything be truly won out of life? Yes we may gain experiences, memories, but what becomes of them when we leave this world? We came into the world with nothing, and we depart with nothing. And all is fair.


But ultimately, I would rather have played and lost, rather than not played at all. I would rather have lived a life with regrets, rather than not having lived at all. Life is ticking. Game on!!