Win

It is not routine. It is not punctuality. It is not physical. It is not verbal. It is not both.

It is a duty. It is punctuality. It is physical. It is verbal. It is both.

You shouldn't do it because you have to. You shouldn't do it because you were taught so. You definitely shouldn't do it not knowing why.

You should do it because you have to. You should do it because you were taught so. You definitely need to know why.

It is mercy in its simplest, yet greatest form. A constant reminder all through one's liftetime. It tells you that it is NEVER too late. You always have a chance. It keeps you awake. Alert. It keeps you sharp. It keeps you focused. It reminds you of who and what you are. It teaches you about who and what you are.

It teaches you only by you teaching yourself.

It is a chance for you to let go, and give yourself a chance to reflect. Beauty of it is that it is constant.
It is eternal.
But it is based on time.
It is there for a purpose. Many purposes, actually, but you are just as well with one.

It is for you alone. But everybody has a say in it. It is not shared. It is yours.
It isn't yours. It is everyone's. But really, it is yours. Then again, it isn't.
But unlike most things, it grows stronger when everyone has a piece. It does not lose value when everybody does it.

It gains value.

If you are selfish, you would do it. If you are selfless, you would too.
If you are worth millions of dollars; hundreds of thousands of square kilometres; and have the best from life: you do it.
If you are financially broke, you do it too.
It strips you from whoever you are. It makes you a king. It makes you a queen. It gives you respect.

It enslaves you. It reminds you that you are a slave. It tells you that you are worth nothing.

It brings people from all around the world. It is a celebration. It is pure astrophysics. It is pure mathematics. It is genius. It is worth your life, in the sense that without it you might as well be lifeless. It is the essence.

But if you choose you are too good for it, then you are missing out on all the better things. The lasting things.

It unites. It bonds. It eases pain and sufferings. It evokes hope. It is dreaming a reality. It seperates. It breaks. It indivualizes groups.

It makes you proud. But it enslaves you. It sets you free. But it cages you. It saves you from yourself. But you do it for yourself. It makes you wonder, when there is nothing to wonder about.

It is happening. Right now. Now. Now. And now. And, yes. Now. It is still happening. Still. Still. And still. Yes, still. And now, too. It does not stop. It never will. It needs you to need it for yourself. It gives and gives everything. But it takes and takes everything too. It is genius. It is a reminder.

It is not Haj, as it is not once. It is not twice, as it is not binary. It not thrice. It is not quad.

It is. It is your chance.

Yes. You are nothing with or without it. You're not doing anyone any favors. Just yourself. But then again, you are doing the whole world a favor.

"You wanna be a winner, or you wanna go to hell?"