Do we really give up sometime?

Like the heading suggests..do we really give up sometime?With my experience and observation..I say yes we 'do give up sometime'..yet there are moments when we just buckle up,saddle up and get ready for the run.

Currently, that's what I know I have been doing. Giving up everyday and then saddling up for the run. In short the process has surely exhausted me,and yes..my calories are in control.

With all the positivity imbibed in all of us,it just sounds lame and childish when we hear people say.."I have given up". In no time we become the judge and the jury to pass our valuable feedback to the 'In the moment' the less fortunate, who have decided to give up.

I guess, the anguish that we feel within ourselves in those moments perhaps make us just lash out or maybe listen quitely to the string of unprecedented stories and tales, or perhaps just quickly say..'I happens my friend..just hang in there'

Maybe its time that I head out to Goa for a while and let the sound of waves do its magic on me..

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