Life Is Mostly Froth

Life Is Mostly Froth
Life Is Mostly Froth And Bubble

But

Two Things Stands As Stone

Kindness in Others'' Trouble

And

Courage In Your Own ...
  

Jun, 15 2010     135 chars (1 sms)     3201 views       Inspirational

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One day u wil ask me wat i Luv more...
You or My Life,and wen I wil say My Life..
you wil walk away from me without.
knowing...that ur MY LIFE....!
"The single finger which wipes our
tears during our failures is much better than the ten fingers which come
together to clap on our victory".
dillo ki emarato main kai bandagi nahi pather ki masjido main khoda dhondhtay hain log
Wen U Keep Sayng U R Busy, Thn U R Nevr Free,Wen U Keep Sayng U Ve No Time,

Den U''l Nevr Ve Tim, Wen U Keep Sayng Dat

U''l Do It 2morow,

Den Ur 2morow Wl Nevr Cum
~.~ 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
At fifteen my heart was set on learning; at thirty
I stood firm; at forty I had no more doubts;

at fifty I knew the mandate of heaven; at sixty my ear was obedient;

at seventy I could follow my heart''s desire without transgressing the norm.
Holding On To Anger
Is Lyk
Grasping A Hot Coal
Wid The Intent Of Throwing
@ Someone Else
But
You Are One , Getting Burned
Peace

Cannot Be Kept

By Force

It Can Only Be

Achieved By

Understanding ...
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.
Every man is more than just himself; he also represents the unique, the very special and always significant and remarkable point at which the world''s phenomena intersect, only once in this way, and never again.
The Future Is Like Heaven.

Everyone Exalts It,


But No One Wants To Go There Now.
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)