The Last One

I was the last one...

So many times... I was the last one..

I was born on 31st December midnight as i may be one among the last baby of that year. But i never felt bad on that, as i am still considered to be a Newyear Gift to my family.

I was the last student who used to come to my class. So, my teacher always punish me by saying "Put all the lights and fans off after the final bell." Firstly i found that as a burden, but gradually by that way, i turned to someone more than a class leader.

I was very vigilant that i could omit so many of errors in my assignments. Do you know how? Its the same Simple reason... I was the last one who submit the works. 

I am the last one who leave the dining table. My friends used to call me a foody, and they used to make fun out of my verocious eating habit. But i was ok that i never allowed my table to waste any food.

I think we are made for each other. I hope that i am the last Boyfriend of my Last girlfriend. And so .. The only point i wish to say.... is the word "Last".

Yes .. last is a hope.. last is a wisdom..

Last is not out, its in.. Last is beautiful.

Its not always being the first is great. 

Its the last too ....

When the darkness is darkest.

when the storm is strong..

when the tides are tall..

When the Hopes are nil.

Its not about the first one who come and left that matters..

Its all about the last one who still standing...