Forget Who Hurt You

Forget Who Hurt You
Forget Who Hurt You Yesterday,

But Don''t Forget Who

Loves You Tenderly Today.
  

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(7) Learn to handle criticism. Let it develop you instead of discourage you.

(8) Determine your own worth instead of letting others do it for you. They''ll short-change you!
(9) Keep your shortcomings in perspective - you''re still a work in progress.


(10) Focus daily on your greatest source of confidence - the God Who lives in you !
Telling A Lie Is:
A Fault Of A Child
An Art Of A Lover
An Accomplishment Of A Bachelor
&
A Matter Of Survival Of A Married Man...!
"People are like stained-glass windows.
They sparkle and shine when the sun is out,
but when the darkness sets in,
their true beauty is revealed only
if there is light from within."
-Elisabeth Kübler-Ross (1926 -)
one of the sadest fact of life
"its tough when someone special in your life starts to ignore you..but its even tougher to pretend that u dont mind.."
Whenever I have knocked, a door has opened. Wherever I have wandered, a path has appeared. I have been helped, supported, encouraged and nurtured by people of all races, creeds, colors and dreams.
Relationship Is Not
Holding Hands While
You Understand Each Other
Its About
Having Lots Of
Misunderstandings & Still
Not Leaving Each 0ther's
Hands . .
eusomymosid?

Arrange these letters in 4 words eusomymosid?

Answer :

Do you miss me
"First We Make Our Attitude

Then

Our Attitude Make Us..."

~.~ Denis Waitley ~.~
"If love is your weakest point then you r the strongest person in the world."

Abraham Lincoln
Life Is A Gift


Life is a gift given by the God to us.
Life is like a diamond which makes us beautiful
and feel how much precious we are.

So fill your life with full of colours.
Don’t waste it or spoil it.
Because God will never give you a second chance.
If u r born poor, its not ur mistake
BUT
But
but
If u die poor, its ur mistake

--- Bill Gates
"Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber
Holy Angels guard thy bed!
Heavenly blessings without number
Gently falling on thy head."
-Isaac Watts (1674-1748)