In the weighing balance, The young man put away his countless fortune, prestigious degrees, his jaw dropping smartness, heart grabbing language, the mere style, attitude and persona that advertises how far a gentleman he is.
The old man literally had nothing. He put away some of his thick old grey hair, the carved lines on his forehead, the glasses that was carried by his shivering nose, his unholy stench of body odour, the unbroken grips of his hand that was as though as his old boot and a drop of his sweat !
Guess what, the old man made it. The kid was long way back, even from being a loser.