He : There's no road ahead.
She : But there's a path.
He : Still, there's no road.
Period.
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About Me
- Kadambari
- Goa, India
- Shakespeare once said “Some are born great, some achieve greatness and some have greatness thrust upon them." I was neither born great nor there was any divine intervention that showered greatness upon me. I’m just another not-so-great person like the millions others on this planet. But I do aspire (and I strive) to be a great daughter, a great sister, a great lover and most importantly a great human being. My life until now has been invariably a series of failures and setbacks. But as they Nothing lasts forever ! I know this is just a passing phase and I will reach the zenith one day. Nadirs And The Zenith is going to be the chronicle of this journey of mine – from Nadirs to the Zenith. NATZ is an attempt to write, express and share my feelings, views and opinions. Hope you have a pleasant time reading my space. Do leave your comments and suggestions, they’re most welcome.
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My Prayer
May every soul that touches mine
be it the slightest contact
get therefrom some good
some little grace, one kindly thought;
one aspiration yet unfelt
one bit of courage
for their darkening sky
one gleam of faith
to brave the the thickening ills of life
one glimpse of brighter skies
beyond the gathering mists
to make this life worthwhile
- George Eliot
be it the slightest contact
get therefrom some good
some little grace, one kindly thought;
one aspiration yet unfelt
one bit of courage
for their darkening sky
one gleam of faith
to brave the the thickening ills of life
one glimpse of brighter skies
beyond the gathering mists
to make this life worthwhile
- George Eliot
perspectives.
people.
period.
Joy always,
Susan
hey she's right there is atleast a path to walk..
But this isn't 55 words??? I am sorry.. but 55F - is is exactly 55 words... or can be lesser?
Wishes.