Our troubles don’t last, they linger for a while and vanish. We shouldnot entertain in memory and recallthem to savor the feel of self-pity. When a man in sorrow is seen byhis dear ones he feels diminished.If left alone, he gathers sufficientstrength to accept it with courage. A contrived laughter is no gift tothose whom we love. It exercisesthe muscles. A genuine laughtergives joy to oneself and others. Joy and grief follow each other.Viewed as a cycle, they are seenas inevitable. Darkness is not forever. Light comes to displace it ....
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Our troubles don’t last, they linger
for a while and vanish. We should
not entertain in memory and recall
them to savor the feel of self-pity.
When a man in sorrow is seen by
his dear ones he feels diminished.
If left alone, he gathers sufficient
strength to accept it with courage.
A contrived laughter is no gift to
those whom we love. It exercises
the muscles. A genuine laughter
gives joy to oneself and others.
Joy and grief follow each other.
Viewed as a cycle, they are seen
as inevitable. Darkness is not for
ever. Light comes to displace it .
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