Once a father beats up his son and when son starts crying father says sorry.
Son says - Take a piece of paper. Crumble it. Fold it. Now open it. Say "sorry" to it. Are the scars on the paper gone?
Dad says- Take my scooter and try to start. does it start? Nahin naa. Now give it 3-4 kicks. Now does it start? Hua na. Kamine tu wahi scooter hai, koi paper nahi. Aage se ye Facebook/WhatsApp wale gyaan apne baap ko mat dena.😂😂😂😂
There are mysteries to the universe we were never meant to solve, but who we are and why we are here, are not among them, those answers we carry inside.
blessed is he who has learned to admire but not envy, to follow but not imitate, to praise but not flatter, and to lead but not manipulate. William Arthur Ward
I can be a child or an adult , I can be a hell or your dream, an angel in my heart and the devil in my soul, I am an open book but written in the language unknown to you, I am imperfectly perfect, I laugh till it hurts and can cry my eyes out, I fall only to rise again, I am the warmth of love and the chill of winter..I am everything ....All rolled into one..........I AM A WOMAN
The writer, George Bernard Shaw noticed a huge block of stone in the living room of a friend, the sculptor, J. Epstein.
"What are you going to do with that stone?" Shaw asked.
"I don't know yet. I'm thinking about it," Epstein answered.
Shaw was surprised: "You mean you plan your own inspiration? Don't you think an artist has to be free to change his mind when he wants to?"
"That only works when -after changing your mind -all you have to do ball up a piece of paper that weights five grams. But, when you are dealing with four tons, you have to think differently," Epstein said.
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The master says:"Each of us knows the best way to do his work. Only the person confronted with the task knows what problems are involved."