They have bad dreams, they have bad days, they have bad incidents; I had none in the past few days. Yet mind is wistful, longing for an, yet another, euphoria. And I’ve not reckoned the duty to content my mind on God; it’s my air castle and I’ll frame and shape it myself; with of course just a little contribution from Him; contribution of courage, patience, determination and most importantly the ability with which He has blessed me for 20 years now, the ability to be happy and smile in the toughest of situations. (He has been kind, indeed).
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