Our Mind Work Like

Our Mind Work Like
Our Mind
Work Like
A Garden
That
Accepts
Any
&
Everything
We Plant.
Good or Evil
Constructive or Destructive
Our Lives Will Bear
The Fruit Of
The Seeds
We Plant In
Our MInds . . .
  

Jun, 15 2010     195 chars (2 sms)     2523 views       Inspirational

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When Ur Commitment Is Deeper Than The Sea

And

Your Ambition Is Taller Than The Sky

Then

Ur Future Will Be Brighter Than The Sun . . .
Life Is A
Paradox

Whatever U Want,
U Don''t Get

Whatever U Get,
U Don''t Enjoy

Whatever U Enjoy,
Is Not Permanent

Whatever Is Permanent,
Is Boring ...! :)
Wherever U r, Whatever Ur Circumstances May Be

Whatever Misfortune U May Have Suffered

The Musik Ov Life Has Not Gone

It''s Inside U

If U Lisyen To It, U Can Play It
Success means doing the best we can with what we have. Success is the doing, not the getting; in the trying, not the triumph. Success is a personal standard, reaching for the highest that is in us, becoming all that we can b
Success means fulfilling your own dreams, singing your own song, dancing your own dance, creating from your heart and enjoying the journey, trusting that whatever happens, it will be OK. Creating your own adventure
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.
I Wanted A Perfect Ending
No I Have Learnt The Hard Way

Some Poems Don’t Have Rhyme
Some Stories Don’t Have A Clear
Begininig, Middle Or An Ending

Life Is About, Not Knowing, Having To Change
Taking The Moment & Making The Best Of It
WithOut Knowing What’s Going To Happen Next . . .
Crow sitting on a tree doing nothing.Rabit thought to do the same and sat on ground.
A wolf came and ate it.


MORAL: to sit and do nothing, u need to be be on Top.
Hard work spotlights the character of people:
some turn up their sleeves, some turn up their
noses, and some don''t turn up at all.
People thinks
war is a Competition
Between
Weapons, People,
Forces or Nation,
But its a Battle of
PRAYERS before ALLAH
between Our Mothers
and
Thier Mothers.
The Question is,
Whose SON will come
back with
Flag in his Hands
and whose SON come
back with
FLAG Cover his Body.

I was told at my Birth that
I dont Belong to my Parents..
My Destiny, My Dreams
Belong Only
to
PAKISTAN.
"Lets Unite in the WAR AGAINST INDIA"
"PAKISTAN ZINDABAD"
Dere''s A Luxury In
Self-Reproach,
Whn V Blame
Ourselves,
V Feel Dath No One Else
Has A Rite 2 Blame Us.
Its d Confession, Not
The Priest, Dat Gives
Us Absoluti
All The Birds Have
Flown Up & Gone
A Lonely Cloud
Floats Leisurely By
We Never Tire Of
Looking At Each Other
Only The Moon & I

_ DaRk TeMpTaTiOn _