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Winning, it means gaining, resulting in, or relating to victory in a contest or competition. I always thought that it was something as natural as breathing air. I am not saying it out of arrogance. If I participated in something, it was to win that thing. The thrill of the journey and all the other things which my friends used to talk about, I never experienced those. The only thing which I got close to the feeling of 'thrill' was when I won something.

Ever since I was a child, I do not remember losing at anything. For me, winning became a very basic part of my life, something which I took for granted, and deep within my heart, I knew that I was winning simply because there were no other strong competitors around me, because there was no one strong enough to challenge my position of authority. I knew that I was acting like a frog in a well, unaware of the big world which lay outside. But I choose to ignore the ministrations of my heart. Why I did so, I myself do not have the answer to that. Maybe it was to feel superior over my friends, maybe it was to keep my fragile ego intact. Whatever the reason maybe, I choose to ignore the threat which the outside world possessed to my position as the winner and continued living the normal life within my own world, something which I regretted very much later on....