Worry Is The Misuse

Worry Is The Misuse
Worry Is The Misuse
Of Imagination ...

Have Confidence That

If You Have Done A Little Thing Well

You Can Do Bigger Thing Well Too ... :)
  

Jun, 15 2010     147 chars (1 sms)     3456 views       Inspirational

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YoUr VisIoN
WiLl bEcOmE cLeaR oNlY
WhEn
yOu cAn LoOk iNtO
yOuR OwN hEaRt .
WhO lOoKs oUtsIdE,
dReAmS
wHo LoOkS iNsIdE
aWaKeNs ...
Winning is not always about being at the first position..
Its doing better than what you did earlier..
"Even A Small Dot Can Stop A Big Sentence...





But...





Few More Dots Can Give A Continuity..."





Amazing But True...
B Satisfied With LIFE & Always

Unsatisfied With The

RESULTS You Produce.


Thats The

Best Way

To Keep

Growing & Discover



Our Hidden Potential.
You don’t develop courage by being happy in your relationships everyday. You develop it by surviving difficult times and challenging adversity.
I don''t know what your destiny will be, but one thing I do know: the only ones among you who will be really happy are those who have sought and found how to serve.
"World Is Not A Parking Place,

It Is A Racing Track
Keep On Moving.

No Matter When & Where You Start

But Reach Your Goal & Make New Records.
One Of The Greatest Discoveries A Man Makes,

One Of His Great Surprises,

Is To Find He Can Do What

He Was Afraid He Couldn''t Do.
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.
Running thru Da Monsoon
Beyond Da World
Where Da Rain Wont Hurt
Fightin Da Storm
Into Da blue
n'' When I Lose Myself I Think Of You
Together we''ll be runnin Sumwhere New Thru Da Monsoon
Wanting To Win
Is Common To All
Working To Win
Is The Real Mark Of
"C H A M P I O N"
You may do to me what ever you wish to me but you shall not be able to touch my truth,

You may shed my blood and burn my body but you can't kill my spirit,

You may tie my hands with chains and feet with shackles and put me in dark prison but you can't enslave my thinking,

For it is as free as the breeze in the spacious sky
(Khalil Jibran)