The funny thing about races is the fact that, every racer intends to win. Thus, the speed, the agility and doggedness.
We all race against all odds.
Life is encumbered by weights!
The weight of responsibilities, tasks, assignments, marriage, worries, parenting, inter alia.
Amidst all these we still race on!
We aspire, set bars, move bars, up our limits .
And just as we think we are closer , the curtain drops!
A racer stops, others continue.
The track field of life is never empty.
Why is life a race?
Why should the candle extinguish just when the embers are glowing well?
Falling by the wayside is common about life race.
And racers do not fall by the reason of fatigue.
They just drop off!
Some young, some old, some in between.
Too soon, too late, on time!
Who determines when a racer drops off ?