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Chapter 2: "YOUR PAST ACTIONS COMBINE TO FORM FUTURE REACTIONS"

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Chapter 2 Till now we were knowing him as a boy so the name is "Dinesh" chapter consists of the emotional punch, young age love and the struggle of Dinesh between the love and so without further suspense lets began.....   



Chapter 02  Dinesh was quite regular with his routine some week went fluently so it was a Friday and I usually have a holiday for Saturday and was the weekend so I invited him to join me for the outing. So Dinesh joints me to my friend's farmhouse for a chilling weekend and after we reached to our destination I asked him for a drink so by his reply I was shocked!!!  He said "Dada I have broken up with my girlfriend for my dreams how can I make relation with alcohol should I ???. If you want to offer me something" can you offer me a job? So I won't feel guilty if you train me. He got a clause of claps from people present at the party I was speechless, this boy made a place in the heart.  So I decided to let him join me with my women's…

"YOUR PAST ACTIONS COMBINE TO FORM FUTURE REACTION"

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"YOUR PAST ACTIONS COMBINE TO FORM FUTURE REACTIONS"

Time is the refraction of your karma it will reflect your action

"Time is the refraction of your karmait will reflect your action"




Chapter 01: The Importance of Time

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INTRODUCTION Success stairs end at the different steps for different people, For each step, the key goal can be different and may vary from person to person, i.e. For some Success might be financial goals, million-dollar achievement. Each field had his own mantra for success just as Trophies for sportsmen, medal championships for the Runner. War of Success began within self. Success routine takes care of health & happiness. There is no limit to the success in life and nor the age of achieving it. Trying it till your last breath is only the key to success.  In this journey, we are going to have set of stories which I have been through in the life so be free to comment. The reason is that we have to learn from other experience so we do not waste time in experimanting and doing. So sit back and enjoy 


Chapter 01  In this chapter the story is about a kid and the writer in this story is a coach so the kid who has just completed his SSC failed in the exam the condition of the family is not…

life is a joke

life is a joke 
life is a joke  life is a joke never realize when you smoke throat getting choke lungs wanting oxygen to be soak life is a joke  life is a joke  until you meet that heart stroke feeling the chest pain  just like a hitting ken have you ever thought your kids is just ten how can be you a careless folk life is a joke  life is a joke  sitting on a chair in the row wife praying god for your life to grow you never wasted a single puff before you throw now everything will be a live show
your blood has stopped to flow body temperature will touch the snow changes always take slow tears in the eyes the winds blow
light gets to much glow the noise is made by the clock wake you up with the shock
till now you have made a list of smoking team don't worry it was just a dream so from today quit smoking................



life is the game

life is the gamelife is the game a hand full of aims  with the different name  for everyone who came....... the starting point was the same life is the game life is the game then the struggle in the frame which change the whole chain flighting the anxiety with the pain learning the formula to train the brain life is the game life is the game failing at a point gives the choice    either you quit or make some noise   playing it wise  luck inside the dice life is the game  life is the game hard work beat it down make you sit on the crown praying the god to keep the feet on the ground chasing the dream become the master of the ring let the song of victory be sing life is the game  life is the game

Sad Poem I Lover of Sadness I Sad Poems from the Heart

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I CRIED  I CRIED WITH MY HEART, I CRIED WITH MY HEART, WITHOUT THE TEAR IN A EYE, I CRIED WITH MY HEART….  MOIST IN MY PILLOW, WHEN THE SKY GETS YELLOW, REMEMBERING THE FIGHT, I HAV SPEND THE NIGHT,  COFFEE BURNING MY LIPS
 MIND THINKING ABOUT TIPS, HEAD FULL OF ATTITUDE, AND HANDFULL WITH EGO, I CRIED WITH MY HEART,  I CRIED WITH MY HEART…  FIGHT WAS TREBLE
AND RESULT WAS HORRIBLE IN ORDER TO HIDE I MADE A CASE SO THAT I CNT EXPRESS…… BUT MY FELLOWS WERE SO WISE THAT I COULD’N’T KEEP IT DISGUISES.. PAMPER OF WORDS IN A MSGES,  STORY WAS BECOMING PASSAGES DISCOVERING THE RESON  Spent the WHOLE SEASON LOVING WAS SO BEAUTY THAT I ALWAYS THINK AS MY DUTY GETTING FRIED FROM THE JOB…. WITHOUT THE BACKUP…..  I CRIED WITH MY HEART,  I CRIED WITH MY HEART...  SEARCHING A BOOK,  DISCOVER TO ROPE HOOK…  BUT BESIDE THIS FELLING I HAVE MY PEOPLE LIVING JUST FOR THEM CUTTING THAT ROPE I CAME ALL IS NOW JUST A MEMORY BUT STILL DEEP INSIDE I HAV CRIED IN MY HEART I HAV CRIED IN MY HEART