Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow,
we must fail in order to know,
Sometimes our vision clears only after our
eyes are washed away with tears.
Once i asked my luck how my future is in ur view?
Luck replied! i''m surprised that u hv a sweet mother
& u r asking me abt luck,
go & listen ur mother''s prayer
u will judge ur self
where u will stand in future . . . (:->
A mud pot filled wid Milk will alwayz rank higher than a Gold pot filled wid POISON...
Its not our outer glamour but our inner virtues that make us VALUABLE!
