Heroes !!!!

Ever since i read my first NAGRAJ comic book, i wanted to be a Hero.I hoped that one fine morning i will wake up and realize that i have a gift within and my uncle would come to me and say,"SON,WITH GREAT POWERS,COMES GREAT RESPONSIBILITY".I wanted to be different with powers of my own that no one ever imagined.I wanted to kill all the bad guys that pollute this wonderland with their felonies.I wanted to rescue the lady of my dreams shackled inside the darkest cave of the haunted hill watched by the evils eye in the empire of the dark lord himself;YOU KNOW WHO.I wanted to fly high exploring the unknown,defying the boundaries of mankind and conquering the wild.

Time makes us wiser.As we grow old we realize the fact that we belong to the ACTUAL real world and not the one created by SMITH to keep us in wonderland forever.We try our best to forget all that we desired when we were innocent angels running all over the grass fields of our backyard chasing nothing but dreams so powerful which would have changed everything.But my heart is not willing to accept its existence inside a NORMAL human body.It still beats with the hope that someday i will break away from the crowd and will do whatever it would take to save the CHEERLEADER,and of course the WORLD.

You know what,may be its not about having superpowers or using more than 10% of our brain or having muscles coming out from every part of your body making you look like a FCC structure of footballs apparently resembling to a human body.Its not about being different from the crowd or how gifted you are.Its not about being the leader of a social service group that ignites fire between people of different dialects.Its not about reaching the ultimate heights of the political system,drowning in the sea of power and eventually doing nothing for the people.


Its about understanding the importance of the smallest of moments.The tiny things that we often overlook.The weird things that we share with friends.The moment when your heart just stops beating seeing a poor child struggling to get a piece of bread which would make him happy for the day.When you can't hold back your tears for the person you love.Its about making the right choice and not because all others are doing that.Having confidence within all the time.May be its the quality of living our lives so beautifully,being generous to one and all and in the simplest possible way that makes us special, that makes us HEROES.