Life is a string between birth and death; it is so dedicated even a small variation is easily visible. It is a unique distance to perform different aspect for existence. It is blended in several colors and not simple as four letter word. It is totally unpredictable and keeps on changing at regular interval of time. The changes are sometime so fearful that they even don’t knock before coming.
If life is body then struggle is the soul to perform tasks. Let’s take for instance birth. The time being the baby is born mother has to go through different trials. These trials are in the form of struggle either as pain or sometime critical surgery, but mother is mother she finds everything fruitful. She forgets everything for just watching first sight of child. On the other side, mankind is trapped in the world of charm, glaze, and fantasies; they fear to even think about death. It seems they have forgotten to die; so they have to struggle to take last breath and want to survive a bite more and more….
Indeed birth and life are really truth of life. You can’t distinguish between them. People knowingly does not lose hope, so sometime “magic” happens and then come the exceptional case, a patient suffering from sever pain comes out of trouble. This is because of mental power, moral support confident and willpower which have to fight with struggle.