Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.
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 . . . (:->
