victory. at last.

And every so often a day comes along which challenges the strength of time. Its a fleeting moment, but one that gives the much needed assurance that this life, this moment, this instance is nothing other than the one which was meant to be lived by you.

So you think they are perfect, and know exactly what they want, but the truth is the world, this life is an anomaly to us all. A victory to us all-that comes in red, white and green every four years when the world all focuses their eyes on one ball, one trophy, one moment.

A global village.

And this life. With a billion people watching, as the moment among all moments, when all that you've banked on, all you've wished for becomes a reality.

Theres something so beautiful about watching dreams come true. Seeing the underdog snag a victory, if even so by chance, by fate, by luck, by a kick in the butt, or a head butt. Restless it's theirs.

victory ensues. Or else, its back to the mattresses.