Never design your character like a garden where any one can walk.

Design it like the sky where every one aspires to reach.

-It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return,
But what is more painful is to love someone and
Never find the courage to let that person know how
You feel.-

- A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who
Means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it
Was never meant to be and you just have to let go.-

మనసు మురిసి నీతో చెప్పాలనుకున్నమాట పెదవి దాటి బయటికిరాని మాట నిన్ను చూసి నన్ను మరచి వేచియున్న మాట నీకై వేచి ఇప్పుడు నీతో చెప్పలనుకున్న మాట ... one side love is possible but one side friendship is not possible.........!!!!!!!

-True Sight : Inspirational Story-

The park bench was deserted as I sat down to read beneath the long, straggly branches of an old willow tree.-
Disillusioned by life with good reason to frown, for the world was intent on dragging me down.

And if that weren’t enough to ruin my day, a young boy out of breath approached me, all tired from play.

He stood right before me with his head tilted down and said with great excitement, “Look at what I found.”

In his hand was a flower, and what a pitiful sight, with its petals all worn-not enough rain, or too little light.-

Wanting him to take his dead flower and go off to play, I faked a small smile and then shifted away.

But instead of retreating he sat by my side and placed the flower to his nose and declared with overacted surprise,
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“It sure smells pretty and it’s beautiful, too.

That’s why I picked it; here, it’s for you.”

The weed before me was dying or dead.

Not vibrant of colors, orange, yellow or red.

But I knew I must take it, or he might never leave.

So I reached for the flower, and replied, “Just what I need.”

But instead of him placing the flower in my hand, he held it midair without reason or plan.

It was then that I noticed for the very first time that weed-toting boy could not see; he was blind.

I heard my voice quiver, tears shone like the sun as I thanked him for picking the very best one.

You’re welcome,” he smiled, and then ran off to play, unaware of the impact he’d had on my day.

I sat there and wondered how he managed to see a self-pitying woman beneath an old willow tree.

How did he know of my self-indulged plight?

Perhaps from his heart, he’d been blessed with true sight.

Through the eyes of a blind child, at last I could see the problem was not with the world; the problem was me.

And for all of those times I myself had been blind, I vowed to see the beauty in life, and appreciate every second that’s mine.

And then I held that wilted flower up to my nose and breathed in the fragrance of a beautiful rose.

Sue Divine “Even Kings and Emperors with heaps of wealth and vast dominion cannot compare with an ant filled with the love of God-.”

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