Accept the things which are in front of us. Reality is far better than hopeless imagination
Be alive till the date. There is no tomorrow at all to look at the rest.
The mind doesn’t know what to tell? but the thing is belated things are not going to work for anybody rather than own selves
When it comes to your closed ones, there is always a way to come back to them
Fed up all but can’t deny the truth we see by our naked eyes, that’s all about the trust which is going to set the barrier
