Sometimes ,things happen.Making you feel small in the face of it. It changes you somehow. Makes you do things and feel things.
Here is a small talk from me to you for those times.
TIME IS THE HEALER…
Time really doesn’t heal the wounds.It just softens the pain and blurs ,the memories which stab our heart whenever they are remembered.Therefore,cherish the moments and care for your loved ones.You don’t know when they are lost.
A Letter to Myself
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Chattrapati Shivaji Maharaja’s Teachings
From being a Warrior to being a Management Guru, from ‘people’s king’ to the ‘father of Indian Navy’, Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaja has pulled off every character excellently. Here are some of his teachings that could be implemented for better management.
Ma Grandmére
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The Key to The Door of Peace
There are be days in everyone’s life where everything seems to be alright but we are still discontented. You would think that the solution to this is to do or get something, but all your efforts would be in vain as there still would be no peace or happiness at the end of that road. Life is a continuous battle and you will always be stressed about something or the other. If you struggle with the same problem, do give this article a read.
Stayin’ Alive
Finding a reason to go on if you’re tired of what you are doing can sometimes feel impossible. In such mundane times, it helps to cling onto whatever little hope you can derive from how much your life means.
The Ultimate Guide to Online Classes
Are you listless as to what you’re supposed to do in online classes? Do you feel your peers are getting ahead of you? Worry no more, for we bring to you the ultimate online classes guide.
Cycles
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A Child’s Drought
People always forget the importance of what they have. More like, they do not believe in its significance. That is until it is are taken away from them. Somewhere, we all are like children, so we don’t like those who put a collar on us. We hate the rain. It’s like an unwelcomed guest that ruins our time. But once it stops raining, we suffer through the drought and beg for the rain to come back. Parents are like this rain for us. Sometimes they prevent us from doing certain things. It is because they want us to travel on a road where we do not hurt ourselves. We only understand them understand them once we are in their shoes. We only understand them once the rain stops.