the Grand Prix of Life

i was always the guy to put life and grand prix racing in the same context...but lately i've lost sight of the chequered flag. i've become soft, i've lost the edge, or to say my ruthlessness in over taking back marker, or doing a Hakkinen dummy on the great Schumacher himself. that man died, died at Senna chicane...

and last night nadia was telling me about this, 'what goes around, comes around'...

and just a few moments ago, navein said something to me, something about how every great man has a story behind him. and me in a joking manner asked him who was the great man behind his story...and he boldly told me, him. i told him, it's good to see you still have sight of greatness, unlike me.

and suddenly, navein throws back somethings i haven't believed in a long time

"you are laping a second slower in each lap but you are not out of the race yet"

"i have seen races with only 6 finishers, so you have half a chance for podium finish"

"winning a race is important but winning the race in style is the greatest feeling a man can have"

"a great student must always be able to race with his mentor, beating him is another question all together"

"getting close to me is one thing but overtaking me is..."

but of all, i loved this;

"i need noise, music and friends to study..."

navein, this is way to wicked man...love it, you go live it...