What if

Today I saw H while I was on my way back home. Like the usual human, it felt good to see an old familiar face in the crowd on this humid afternoon. But as I walked I was reminded how great H is. H’s potential, all that was executed before my eyes back then and those fleeting timings made. It made me feel weak and insignificant. It seems to make my secret aspirations vapourize. If H could produce that performance based on biological talent alone, what else should I be expecting? What if this is the best I could go – even if I gave myself a harder push? Would I set a mark much higher than now? Then suddenly, my age jumps hard on me. It already did in the last 16 days for obvious reasons but now it seems to rip me further from just gnawing my emotions. ):

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