You've got curves

There were times you hope life was not so much of a winding road up and down the hill, where you had to make a reach at every stop at every parts of the hill. You wish, you could just barge down the hill, straight from the peak to the bottom, like a snowball gaining its momentum before crashing into a pine tree.

We all wish. But, there's no fun to it if you know the ending of the story, isn't it.

Till then, we make turns and turns around, feel the itch of diarrhea or dizziness in the twist of corners, until someone tells you, you made it...