What befalls the

What befalls the
"What befalls the earth befalls all the sons of the earth.
This we know: the earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth.
All things are connected like the blood that unites us all.
Man does not weave this web of life. He is merely a strand of it.
Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself."
-Chief Seattle (1786-1866)
  

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zindagi ustad se b ziyada sakht hoti he
ustad pahle sabaq deta he phir imtehan leta he
lekin zindagi pahle imtehan leti he phr sabq deti he...............
by hazrat Ali
b like a candle
which burns itself bt gvs light to others
"Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself
and know that everything in life has a purpose."
-Elisabeth Kübler-Ross (1926 -)
It is always the best policy
to speak the truth, unless,
of course , you are an exceptional
good liar.


Jerome K Jerome.
"Heaven will be inherited by every man
who has heaven in his soul."
-Henry Ward Beecher (1813-1887)
Good Quote After Financial Crisis..

"Now Investors Will Realise That
Return OF Money Is More IMPORTANT
Than

Return ON Money".
"For what is Mysticism? It is not the attempt to draw near to God,
not by rites or ceremonies, but by inward disposition?
Is it not merely a hard word for "The Kingdom of Heaven is within"?
Heaven is neither a place nor a time."
-Florence Nightingale (1820-1910)
When The House Is Situated In An

Imbalance Place Then Why R U Praying

From God To Save It.How Can He Save It

U Have Already Been Destroy It
In the primitive societies,nobody had a WATCH and everyone had TIME,Butin the present societies,
nobody has TIME,but everyone has a WATCH.
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...!
"A developed country is not a place where the poor have cars. It is where the rich use public transport."
"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)