When I Was 8 Years Old, I Became Depressed. I Kept Asking Why I Was Born This Way [without Arms And Legs]. I Also Worried About My Future. At The Age Of 10, I Tried To Commit Suicide Because I Felt Like Giving Up. But When I Imagined My Loving Parents Crying At My Grave, I Decided To Stay.
बीच रास्ते से लौटने का कोई फायदा नहीं क्योंकि लौटने पर आपको उतनी ही दूरी तय करनी पड़ेगी जितनी दूरी तय करने पर आप लक्ष्य तक पहुँच सकते है| :grinning::grinning::grinning::grinning::grinning:
"The Best Thing To Give To Your Enemy Is Forgiveness; to An Opponent, Tolerance; To A Friend, Your Heart; to Your Child, A Good Example; To A Father, deference; To Your Mother, Conduct That Will Make her Proud Of You; To Yourself, Respect; To All Others, Charity."