I believe that life is some kind of a battle…
Since i fight in every single day…
My fight is not against unjustice, evil, hypocrisy…
Not against a race, faction, group or any sins’ people…
Not against disease and poorness
Not so splendid my battle is…
It just a small battle which remain unknown for anyone..
Since it happens in me only..
Every day i fight with myself, against my flesh, egoistic, evil-minded, lust…
Against sloth and every weakness i have…
There is no day that ended without battle wound…
My defeat is uncountable.. Even there is time that i have to give up…
But the point is…That life is not about winning or losing or what happens today…
The point is that i keep ready to fight in the next day…
This battle will never end as long as i am alive…
I don’t know what the meaning of life and this battle are…
All i know is…Everytime i woke up in the morning…
I realize, i have to do my best.. Since this my battle in the name of God…