Don’t depend on heaven for food, but on your own two hands carrying the load.

Man is not at home in the universe, despite all the efforts of philosophers and metaphysicians to provide a soothing syrup. Thought is still a narcotic. The deepest question is why. And it is a forbidden one. The very asking is in the nature of cosmic sabotage. And the penalty is—the afflictions of Job.

Hardships comes in the way of success, but crossing them is what makes you successful.

Just like stars, my dreams are also countless.

Written By RAVNEET KAUR

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