Realize..

Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song,A medley of extemporanea;And love is a thing that can never go wrong;And I am Marie of Romania. ........i wish i could be a "sandrilla"one day a prince would come and take me away from the world of grieves ,sorrows and pains....but its really hard to face when i opened my eyes and realize that i m not a sandrilla................REALIZE.............the most difficult part of the life is to realize .....i think the symbol of living is to realize ,,,bcoz who don’t realize are might be the dead bodiesor the live bodies with dead hearts and minds...................

Hate & Love

Hate and force cannot be in just a part of the world without having an effect on the rest of it..........The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference.The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.......when things comes........The remarkable thing is that we really love our neighbor as ourselves: we do unto others as we do unto ourselves. We hate others when we hate ourselves. We are tolerant toward others when we tolerate ourselves. We forgive others when we forgive ourselves. We are prone to sacrifice others when we are ready to sacrifice ourselves................i dont know why i never hate a person i hate it .....even when i try to remeber all the pains and sufferings, hurts and thrones that person gave me ...but i could not n would not stop my self loving that relation.....why?our religion said ''a true momin cant get decieved by a same person two times...''but wat abt me who just made a desicion rite after a big''fake''not to trust others but again after few hours the hate suddenly disappears and only thing i find in my heart is love...and in mind i thought how can i help the selfish ppl ....yyyyyyyy should one bound himself for anyone..........i m realy glad to know abt the "american system"in which a father lived his own life and a mother's dont put her all efforts not for the child but for herself....and the same thing the child returns to his parents he just threw them in a old house...as when he was a kid n needded his parents the parents were busy in making their own lives...so why should he be there when they need him.....wat i think is that relations are like a mirror and when we dont use a mirror and dont cares abt it Gradually the mirror broke and the dust make it too blurthat we even cant see our face on it....so if we want a strong relation even with parents we should wash the mirror with care ...trust it that wat mirror is saying is rite.... and believe on ALLAH (THe rehman AnD ThE Reheem) who gave us the mirror...i dedicated this to Allah...love GOD love his creation

Difference

....There's a fine line between genius and insanity. I have erased this line.

answers..

Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day. ......................

Question?

How is one to live a moral and compassionate existence when one is fully aware of the blood, the horror inherent in life, when one finds darkness not only in one's culture but within oneself? If there is a stage at which an individual life becomes truly adult, it must be when one grasps the irony in its unfolding and accepts responsibility for a life lived in the midst of such paradox. One must live in the middle of contradiction, because if all contradiction were eliminated at once life would collapse. There are simply no answers to some of the great pressing questions. You continue to live them out, making your life a worthy expression of leaning into the light.....................................................

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