Reaching for the skies, is a saying, but to realise it, is the beauty of being recognised. Recognition is bliss, recognition is pain. Every human being nurtures a desire deep within their heart, few persevere to make the desire into happiness. The purity of the happiness is tested by destiny. The true face of recognition is neither happiness nor unhappiness. It is merely, how one shapes it. A person can be recognised for their skills, valour or simply, the goodness of their hearts.
It is like a feather floating in the wind, it rests on a rock for a while and then continues with its never-ending journey. Being recognised is like finding heaven, but when it fades out one feels like a being trapped in the darkest corner of hell.
Having the strength to discover the paradise of recognition and hold on to it as if life would cease to exist without it, is just but the beginning to realising a dream.
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