People with life experience say that success and failure are just perspectives. They add that there are those who are born to win and those who are born to lose. So no one is born again.
Although I have read and heard such great truths many times, those who know me intimately know that I am often plunged into extreme despair. It has been three years since I went from a state of mind that has reached the point of death to a rebirth that seeks the beauty and fragrance of life.
I was not able to come back until the problems that were bothering me were resolved or those problems disappeared. I wanted to come back, so I came back. There are some people and circumstances that helped me make this comeback. Another, do not look back now.
They do not look at the things that were lost or lost yesterday. The fact is that there is no time for that.
The old habit of getting up after seven in the morning is still there. Even if the food is not eaten properly, the habit of at least three teas a day has not changed. Habits like walking and exercise did not exist in the past. No porridge in the morning, no rice in the afternoon and no porridge at night.
It is now customary to sleep at twelve o'clock at night.
One change is that a few early conversations with Minnie in the morning and evening do not stop now. We both talk to our Rocky in the mornings and evenings. Since certain foods, such as chocolate, are forbidden to dogs, they give us the opportunity to eat with them whatever we eat, except those.
We both deal with our daughter's likes and dislikes. We try our best to do our duty to her without fail.
We find time to talk to Plavin Thayin and Tulsi in the fields. This time full of native flour planted three or four years ago. Mini and I talked to that man at midnight yesterday. The flour is very beautiful even at night and in the backyard light. Minnie showed me the new inflorescences hidden inside her chest.
Minnie's dream was to make a mango orchard if we won the lottery.
Last night's midnight chat reminded me that Mini is the best fit for me, who told me to buy a silk sari, buy Noor Pawan gold, buy a car and build a mansion without saying anything about building a palace.
The reason she says she's hit the lottery is because she's sure nothing will happen. I never gave a word that I could make a manhole for her someday somewhere. She does not expect that.
The beauty of life lies in the home and the backyard. Often we do not see it and do not have time to see it.
That was the reason for my disappointment. Did not try to see the beauty of life, but dreamed of its successes and achievements.
I was not a man of delusions. The reason for the frustration was that it was too late to realize that the biggest mistake I had made was to give way to occasional illusions in life.
I see life from my own life experiences. Although I have read a lot of books, I repeat that someone said that life is a great textbook.
There is no easy way to success in life and no secret way.
The only way to succeed in life is to live and enjoy life. Others may or may not have gotten that way.
Do not go out of the way, do not go out of line.
According to the Railways, if the weight is low, the journey will be smooth.
No journey is lost. Every trip is an experience.
It would be any little man to say that life is a journey. He would have gained nothing. It is only he who feels that it is right not to gain, not to achieve. In the world of adults, that thought has no value. There is a price for gains, a price that is determined by measuring each other. The great price for giving oneself up as a slaughter animal.
The nuts in my backyard native flour didn’t get that price.
Nothing is great because the price is fixed, they are just goods for sale.