His name was plain, His eyes were same as all the lifeless ones you see everyday. His heart was made of the same standard vanilla that melted like ice when scorched and wavered with the thought of responsibility.
His ideas were as ridiculous as the stupid ones that pop up in everyone elses.
He wanted to know, Does the world could actually understand anything what he was thinking?
He was disappointed to know finally that what he had in his mind weren't unique thoughts and was nothing but a generic program running in almost everyone's head.
He realised he was not special, he just was a standard edition.
Although unlike most who are over thinkers by this time would have been depressed and let go of everything.
He used his time to use all of his wasted thought process and put good use to it to be different and unique.
This is the story of a successful person, a unique person.
It's not luck, its not born brilliance, it's not even in the genes, it's just moving ahead, how mediocre you may seem; One day when you will not regret the decisions you have made, you will realise that's what truly uniqueness and success was all about.
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