A Philosopher

A Philosopher
A Philosopher has very nicely said
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"Friend is like blood, though they are not seen in your skin but it comes out when you are wounded"
  

Dec, 11 2014     136 chars (1 sms)     4947 views       Inspirational

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Winners Are Struck

But

Not Destroyed

We All Have Had

Setbacks In Life

Failing Doesn''t Mean

We Are Failures ...
Every man has in himself a
continent of undiscovered character...

Happy is he who acts as the

''COLUMBUS''

to his own soul ...
Take The First Step
In FAITH

You Don''t Have To
See The Whole Staircase

Just Take The First Step ...
When u r up in life,
ur loved ones get to know who u r..
but
when u r down in life,
u get to know who ur loved ones r.
...What An Amazing Fact...

The word
" L I E "

stands right in the

middle of the word

" B E L I E V E"
Smooth roads never make good drivers..

Smooth sea never make good sailors..

Clear skies never make good pilots..

Problem free life never makes a strong & good person..

Have a tough, but winning day ahead....

Be strong enough to accept the challenges of life..
When Flood Comes

"Fish Eat Ants"

When Flood Goes Down

"Ants Eats Fish"

Time Matters ...

"GOD Gives Opportunity
To Everyone ..."
Agr Mei Chahta Tu Dunya K
Sary Yahodiyon Ko Khatam Kr
Sakta Tha Magr Mei Ne Un Mei Se
Kuch Ko Chor Dia Ta K Ap Jan Saken
K Me Unhe Q Mar Raha Tha.

Adolf Hitler
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.
Every man is more than just himself; he also represents the unique, the very special and always significant and remarkable point at which the world''s phenomena intersect, only once in this way, and never again.
Life in itself is an
empty canvas

It becomes
whatsoever you paint
on it

You can paint misery,
You can paint bliss,

This freedom is your
glory ...
You may do to me what ever you wish to me but you shall not be able to touch my truth,

You may shed my blood and burn my body but you can't kill my spirit,

You may tie my hands with chains and feet with shackles and put me in dark prison but you can't enslave my thinking,

For it is as free as the breeze in the spacious sky
(Khalil Jibran)