When a legend talks, you realise that his legacy was not an outcome of yet another robust yet hard working day; it was a result of blood and sweat that lasted over a lifetime.
When a legend talks, his speech has charisma and the way of his expressions exude panache. Those reverberating words of wisdom, the ability to relate themselves to their roots and how their beginning was a struggle as it is for every pedestrian individual we come across during our mundane tenure in life is an absolute treat to hear and decipher.
When a legend talks, it’s very easy to have him/her dismissed by tagging him to statements such as ‘talent came easily to you’ or ‘you never had to work as hard as we had to’. I believe, those statements are the hallmark of hypocrites who cease to admit their flaws despite occurrences that suggest otherwise. I call them ‘dumb’.
When a legend talks, I don’t see a superstar. I see a human being who had the balls to challenge his abilities in every platform of life and came up trumps. He treated obstacles with disdain and accepted his nemesis as his warrior who led him to those impeccable doors of divine existence.
When a legend talks, I see a person who knows his strengths like the back of his palm and understands blemishes like any other human would. Moreover, acceptance and audacity are their watch words and they continue to do what they are best in doing. Excel. Experiment. Evolve.
When a legend talks, humility is his biggest possession and tears define his persona behind the larger-than-life image that is depicted to this sane world of insane inhabitants.
When a legend talks, I listen. I admire. I get inspired.