Luck is like sand

Luck is like sand
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.
  

Jun, 14 2010     158 chars (1 sms)     4344 views       Inspirational

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In The Ocean Of Life ...

God Is Our Buoyant Force.

No Matter How Strong The Wind And How Gigantic The Waves Are,

We Will Not Sink Because We Are Anchored To Him
An Inch Of Time

Is An Inch Of Gold ...

But

U Can''t Buy

That Inch Of Time

With Any Inch Of Gold ....
Never Lose Hope!

Into each life a rain must fall
There''s joy and pain you can recall
Life''s full of challenge; big and small
But you can overcome them all.

Put everything in perspective
See things clearly, be positive
Life''s wonderful, plenty to give
More goals and dreams you can achieve.
""When you and I meet,
And Greet-
Even if, to part;
To meet again,
Further down the Hall!

And that, you see,
Is just that!

Us."
Do not be afraid to shine,
This world needs what you have to give.

Open up the areas of your being;
Expose them to yourself - to others.

You are valuable. You are unique.

You have much to give.
Do not be afraid to give it
Never Argue Wid A Fool B.

Cuz First Of All He Will Bring U Down To His Level

&

Then Will Beat U Wid His Experiences
Remember !!

Work For A Cause
Not For Applause

Live Life To Express
Not To Impress

Don''t Strive To Make
our Presence Noticed

Just Make Your
Absence Felt ...
Thousands Of Aiswarya Rai Will Come & Go...


But There Was Ony One Mother Theresa Who Lives Among Us Forever....


Beauty''s Not In Skin Its In Heart
After a time u will find that "having" is not so pleasing a thing as "wanting".
Its not logical , but after all true..
We Are What Our
Thoughts Have Made
Us
So
Take Care About
What You Think
Words Are Secondary
Thoughts Live, They
Travel Far ... !!
When I Knew
I''l Win, I Lost

When I Was Sure Of
Losing, I Won

When I Needed People
The Most, They Left Me

When I Learnt To Dry
My Tears, I Found A
Shoulder To Cry On

When I Craved For Love,
No Body Came To Me

When I Mastered The
Art Of Hating,
Somebody Started Loving Me ...

That''s Life ...
Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.