MY PROMISE IN INK.

My eyes might be yellow but my blood is still red. My body is tired and weak, my knees tremble, i bleed dry but my spirit will not break, my will be my strength. When my body begins to break, my mind will find the strength to carry on. I have trained myself to ignore pain, ignore odds, ignore the critics, see beyond obstacles. Block distractions, block every voice that tells me that i WILL fail; that I SHOULD fail. Darkness will not deter me, light will not entice me. I do not feel pain. I do not have fear. I am not you. I cannot be you. I am invincible. I am Vibhor...