Luck is like sand

Luck is like sand
Luck is like sand in hands.
It will sneak out through fingers,

no mater gripped firmly or held loosely.

Only hands in the praying posture can save it.
  

Jun, 14 2010     158 chars (1 sms)     2375 views       Inspirational

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Ordinary riches can be stolen, real riches
cannot.

In your soul are infinitely precious things
that cannot be taken from you.”
Never Compromises Ur Values & Beliefs,
Even If it Means
Risking Riddicule And Rejection

Be True To Urself
Live Ur Own Life
& Don’t Allow Others
To Decide What’s Best For U

If U Do, U’ll B Unhappy
B’coz U’re Untrue To Urself . . .
In The Ocean Of Life ...

God Is Our Buoyant Force.

No Matter How Strong The Wind And How Gigantic The Waves Are,

We Will Not Sink Because We Are Anchored To Him
The timeless in you is aware of life''s timelessness; and knows that yesterday is but today''s memory and tomorrow is today''s dream.

Khalil Jibran. . .
When guilt rears its ugly head confront it,
discuss it and let it go. The past is over.
It is time to ask what can we do right,
not what did we do wrong.
Forgive yourself and move on.
Success Seems To Be Connected With Action

Successful People Keep Moving

They Make Mistake But They Don''t Quit ...
When others make mistakes,do not keep counting these mistakes.Allow them to count on you for co-operation to erase that weakness
Donot worry over what other people

are thinking about you.

They are busy worrying over what

you are thinking about them.
''L i f e''
Is not an
''i - P o d''
To listen your
Favorite Songs

It''s a
''R a d i o''
You must
''A d j u s t''
Yourself to enjoy,
Whatever comes in it...
Life in itself is an
empty canvas

It becomes
whatsoever you paint
on it

You can paint misery,
You can paint bliss,

This freedom is your
glory ...
Many of our fears are tissue paper thin, and a single courageous step would carry us clear through them
Don''t Waste Your Time On Jealousy. . .
Some Times U''re A Head . . . Some Times U''re Behind . . .
The Race Is Long And In The End It''s Only Wid Yourself . . .