I don’t watch football. The truth is that the interest in watching the World Cup in any sport disappeared when our own team lost again and again.
But I know Cristiano Ronaldo because the world knows him, and I am the world.
His short videos show his energy, his discipline and hard work, and his passion... His popularity on the Internet is not just a story of an athlete, but of an entire era.
Then came a moment... when the field was the same, the people were the same, the cameras, the applause... but there were tears in my eyes.
No matter how high a man reaches with his hard work, no matter how much the whole world shouts in his name, one day he has to leave his own world.
And perhaps the most difficult test of life is..." to leave." No matter how stagnant your personality is, no matter how much your exposure has increased, the world shakes suddenly.
Fame and success do not always last, nor does the field always last.
After the passage of time, only memories remain with man. Now it is up to man whether he does something good or bad for that memory.
And the real win is probably associated with the asset, not the trophies.
Seeing this picture of Ronaldo, I remembered this poem by Tanveer Supra.
اظہار کا دباؤ بڑا ہی شدید تھا
الفاظ روکتے ہی میرے ہونٹ پھٹ گئے 🙂
| The pressure of expression was very severe
My lips burst as soon as I stopped the words 🙂
