I am on back foot because of my surroundings.
Defeat makes me unhappy.
It brings the gloomy season of winter in me.
Where 🥶 shivering makes me miserable and I
starts avoiding to engage in my public dealings.
Defeat seems me a silent killer.
Defeat after defeat make us cowards.

Let us struggle ourselves to change defeat in to a victory,where hope appears in the form of miracles and sensitiveness of lively lights of forthcoming festivals.
I feel a transformation period of life is waiting for all.
Be a laborious person,so that all defeated fellows would enjoy their lives.