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Worry , Worry , Worry ...................................

We the humans are worry worms!
we worry and worry and worry .
We bother less about the things around us , everything makes us happy ,everything looks wonderful when we are kids.But as we grow worry worm inside us grows year after year.The moment a worry worm takes birth in us is when we are put into a school.There it gets nurtured.Going to school leaving mamma is a worry.Facing the terrific teacher in class is a worry. As we climb up the academic ladder worries also climb. Doing homework , wearing uniform,sacrificing a dress that we like ......................................... WORRY.
Set goals ...........worry about not achieving them.
make friends ............worry about loosing them.
Study well ................worry about getting 2nd rank?!
Love a guy ...............worry about parents.
love parents.............worry about not making a love.

Don't have a good dress, don't have more money ,don't have a good job,don't have a better partner.........
Are yaar! tell me one thing for which we wont worry?

have a car but want a better one ..........worry. 
have a 2 storied house but want a triplex...........worry.
wants a better friend
wants a better partner
wants a better .....................................................................................what not ?.............WORRY!
and the funny thing is when we reach the end , when we look back ,when we find that we wasted a lot of time in worrying we still WORRY for the reason of  worrying in the past.
Before you worry for whatsoever reason it is , wait for a moment ,close your eyes and think about the poorest of the poor people in this world who don't have minimum amenities l- ROTI  KAPDA  AUR MAKHAAN. Count less people leaving their own motherland for the fear of death ,  striving for their life in a foreign land.A sea of Orphans craving for love.
Now think about your life .Is your difficulty greater than theirs?
Even if greater are you a coward to ponder on your worries?
can't you overcome that ?
If Abdul Kalam had worried being a poor boy from a village he would not have given an excellent concept of PURA, to develop villages.
If mother Teresa had bothered about serving in a foreign land and getting recognition for her work she would not have made millions of lives better.
Gandhi wouldn't have become a Mahatma if he had pondered on his inability as a barrister.
Do you think Micheal Jackson ,Albert Einstein , Abraham lincoln , Malala ,...........................the list never ends .would have touched millions of hearts if they had worried about their worries?
Worry is a worry for those who worry.Life is too short to worry . DON'T WORRY , BE HAPPY!



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Good initiation Kavya.keep writing more posts. Really this post is very neat to fact.Your analysis is great.
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Unknown said…
Ur explanation is perfect. Keep it up.
Unknown said…
Ur explanation is perfect. Keep it up.

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