angaer

angaer
If you would cure anger,
Do not feed it.
Say to yourself:
‘I used to be angry every day;
Then every other day;
Now only every third or fourth day.
‘When you reach thirty days offer a sacrifice of
thanksgiving to the gods
  

Nov, 16 2012     220 chars (2 sms)     4194 views       Inspirational

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Greatness is not in where we stand,

but in what direction we are moving.

We must sail sometimes with the wind

and sometimes against it-

but we must sail and not drift,

nor lie at anchor.
Most Superior example of love in My life .

"When apples are 4 & we are 5
Then my mother
Says, "i dont like apples."

(Bu Ali Seena)
The Easiest Way To

Change The World

" Be The Change

You Want To

See In the

World ... "
Laugh at ur mistakes but learn 4m them.

Take ovr ur troubles but gather strength 4m them.

Have fun with difficulties but do overcome them..

Thts The way 2 live!
Life Is All About A Card Game ...

Choosing The Right Card

Is Not In Our Hand ...

But

Playing Well With

The Cards In Hand

Determines Our Success ...
Become A
"Possibilitarian"
No Matter How Dark
Things Seem To Be Or
Actually Are, Raise
Your Sights & See
Possibilities
Always See Them, For
They Are Always There
Remeber There Are

Three "R''s"

Important In Life ...

1 - "R" espect For Self

2 - "R" espect For Others

3 - "R" esponsibility For All Your Actions ...
When I Knew
I''l Win, I Lost

When I Was Sure Of
Losing, I Won

When I Needed People
The Most, They Left Me

When I Learnt To Dry
My Tears, I Found A
Shoulder To Cry On

When I Craved For Love,
No Body Came To Me

When I Mastered The
Art Of Hating,
Somebody Started Loving Me ...

That''s Life ...
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 U R Born Poor, Its not ur Mistake..........


BUT IF U DIE Poor , Its UR MISTAKE...
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.
There Is A Garden In Her Face,
Where Roses And White Lilies Blow;
A Heavenly Paradise Is That Place,
Wherein All Pleasant Fruits Do Grow.
There Cherries Grow That None May Buy,
Till Cherry Ripe Themselves Do Cry