We Have No Right To Ask When A Sorrow Comes. . . ''Why Did This Happen To Me. . . ?'' Unless
We Ask The Same Question For Every Joy That Comes Our Way. . .
"Time is lyk a river! U cann''t touch the same water twice bcoz the flow that hz passed vil nevr pass again. "njoy evry *Moment of life cuz it wil never cum back..,