DAMMIT DARE IT

A breeze of confusion lingered in his office cabin as he glanced at his family photograph kept near his laptop. Fiddling with his fingers he scrolled the UNPOSTED resignation letter up and down , which he had drafted on his laptop. He turnaround his chair and picked the letter received from the boxing federation. His eyes were fixed at the pair of gloves aimlessly hanging at the corner of his cabin. The gloves were lying in its own gloomy solitude as a decorative wall piece.

"O !!! What a sad mockery of those masculine pair." He sighed as he looked at his boxing gloves completely boxed out of his life. The herculean pair were kept impotently hanging like a girlie decoration. He read the quote mentioned on the letter of boxing federation:

It's not because things are difficult we don't dare;

It's because we don't dare things become difficult.

At spur of moment, without thinking for fraction of second, he flipped his family photograph down, picked his boxing gloves, clicked the SENT button on his laptop and barged out of his office cabin like a brawny hero swaggering his bravado shoulders to dare the stuff which he thought he couldn't.

Take that plunge in your life

As opportunity doesn't knock twice.