The World Suffer

The World Suffer
The World Suffers A Lot,
Not Because Of "VIOLENCE" Of Bad People
But Because Of
"SILENCE" Of Good People.
So,
Break The Silence.
  

Jun, 15 2010     134 chars (1 sms)     2551 views       Inspirational

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Growing Seed Makes
NO SOUND,
But
Falling Tree Makes
HUGE NOISE
Destruction Has Noise,
Creation Is Always
Quiet ,

This Is The Power Of
SILENCE !!
If I Failed 1000 times ,i won''t say i failed 1000 times.Rather i would say : I had discovered 1000 ways WhiSmile a while and while you smile, smile another smile and soon there will be miles and miles of smile just because you smiled, I wish your day is full of SMILEch can cause failure. . .
Laugh at ur mistakes, but learn from them. Joke over ur troubles,

but gather strength from them. Have fun with ur difficulties, but overcome them
The difference between a successful person and others is not a lack of strength, not a lack of knowledge, but rather a lack in will.
Diappointments are like road humps,
they slow you down a bit but you enjoy the smooth road afterwards.
Don''t stay on the humps too long. Move on !!!!!!
GOLDN WRDS by SIR MARTIN LUTHER KING:

if u cant Fly, RUN!

if u cant Run, WALK!

if u cant Walk, CRAWL!

But watevr u do..

Keep on Moving 2wards ur GOAL!
Confidence On Self-

"I

Am

I N D E E D

A

K I N G

Because
I

Know

How
To

Rule

M Y S E L F"
Two Great Days In Human Life:

"1.The Day We Were Born &

2.The Day We Prove Why We Born"
Champions Aren''t Made In The Gyms.

Champions Are Made From Something

They Have Deep Inside Them

- A Desire, A Dream, A Vision
Holding On To Anger
Is Lyk
Grasping A Hot Coal
Wid The Intent Of Throwing
@ Someone Else
But
You Are One , Getting Burned
Try to be happy in this present moment, and put not off being so to a time to come,—as though that time should be of another make from this which has already come and is ours.
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)