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foolish thoughts

You receive so many mails in a day that you hardly remember any later on. But one mail is haunting me since I have read that. Its so applied and so relevant so true that one can not forget it and would always apply in his situation. It was a mail like –

When you are a kid and student you have –
Time + Energy – Money

When you are working and youth you have –
Energy + Money – Time

When you are retired and old you have –
Money + Time – Energy

J

How true it is naa.. I always dream what if I had money??? I would do this , buy that , Go here , Talk to friends , would have given so many gifts to my parents and siblings .. ohmigod.. life would have been wonderful.. but when my reasonable mind starts working I realize that its of no use… when I will be earning I wont be having time and infact I don’t think so I can do any damn job except teaching llolz…. Well don’t laugh I am serious J No seriously when you see me you would perceive that I have virtues of being a good teacher. Well well I was just feeling that how miserable we all are but still we are living with some or other hope… Lets be positive! And yeah Just believe that everything will be right now matter initially how much it seems to go wrong. And yeah its not just bookish thing as you might say – kehna toh aasaan hota hai but jab khud per beetati hai tab pata chalta hai … so let me tell you I am going through all this and through writing down my feelings I seriously feel lighter. Because I think happiness is just an idea like beauty , its depend upon you to fetch it in your life and take everything in an easy manner. Just chill! Hope for the best as everything will be alright! J

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Mr Happy said…
hmmm, keep hoping is the mantra to be happy :)

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