Champions are not

Champions are not
Champions are not Superhumans,
They just fight for 1 extra second,
When every 1 else quit,
Just remember somtimes 1 extra second of effort gives u Success
  

Jun, 14 2010     157 chars (1 sms)     3213 views       Inspirational

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Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.


Men Marry Women With The Hope They Will Never Change.

Women Marry Men With The Hope They Will Change.

Invaribly They Are Both Disappointed.
Life is Like An Hourglass ...
Eventually,
Everything Hits
The Bottom
And
All You Have To
Do Is Wait It Out
Until
Someone Comes Along
&
Turns It Round ...

Life Is Not A Matter Of Milestone,
But Of Moments ...
It is easy to have faith
in yours if when you
are a winner
What you''ve got to
have is faith and
discipline when you are
not yet a winner ...
Alexander the Great in his death bed said:
''''My last wish is that both my hands be kept dangling out of my coffin''''
I wish people to know that
''''I came empty handed into this world and empty handed I go out of this world.''
Challanges are like Trees seen through a running train...!

As u approach them they grow bigger,once u pass them they become smaller!!!!
Greatness is not in where we stand,

but in what direction we are moving.

We must sail sometimes with the wind

and sometimes against it-

but we must sail and not drift,

nor lie at anchor.
~.~ S t r a n g e ~.~

A boy & A girl
Can be just Friend
But
At one point or anothr
One of them will fall for the other,
May be temporarily,
May be at wrong time,
May be too late,
Just may be
... Forever ... =O
The purpose of life is not to be happy – but to matter, to be productive, to be useful, to have it make some difference that you have lived at all.
Lead such a life, that, when you die, the people may mourn you, and while you are alive they long for your company.


HAZRAT ALI (R.A)
"LIFE
IS
THE
ART
OF
DRAWING....


WITHOUT


AN ERASER
Tym Is Lyk a River
You Cant Touch The Same Water Twice
B’coz
The Flow That Has Passed Never Pass Again