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Life is beautiful…

“Why is this happening to me?”, “What wrong have I done?”, “My life is hell” – we must have heard a lot of people saying this when things seem to go wrong. Yes, life does look miserable at times, especially at times when nothing seems to be working out fine. But it also exposes you to some practical insights. Let these testing times strengthen you enough to fight back the crisis. Motivation, confidence, faith, optimism and so on are among the many things that a person learns during such phases. However, one more revelation that a person has during such times is, about the people around him/her who claim to be the best of friends or strongest support.

It is very disheartening when you really want somebody to be there for you and support you and they let you down. Surprisingly, other people who matter but whom you least expect to help, come forward to extend their wholehearted support. And thus, in these really trying times you know who your real friends are. It portrays a clear distinction between true humanitarians and disguised well-wishers. People’s priorities suddenly change shattering the entire base of confidence and trust. It is strange to find that people change so much that they forget the basic lessons of humanity. And it hurts more if it comes from a person in whom you have instilled your 100% faith, confidence and trust. Someone next door is not bothered about your worries but someone 270 Kms away is ready to come to help you at that very moment.

It is people around you who make a difference and make your existence worthwhile. Not only do these tensions make you stronger, but also help you deal with people around you as you understand whom you can trust, confide and rely upon. It is the presence of such people which is indeed what makes LIFE BEAUTIFUL.

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Anonymous said…
from the eyes filled with tears
till i see sparkle of happiness in them.
the journey is painful
but at end it feels
oh, life is so beautiful....

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