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 As 𝘼𝙡𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩 𝙀𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙣 has quoted that " In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity. "It doesn't matter who you are, where you came from. So as per perception the word of encouragement during a failure is worth more than an hour of praising after success. The fact that satisfies the encouragement theory is everything that is already present in you or need you to accomplish your goals is already in you. Sometimes the best thing you can do is not think, not wonder, not imagine, not obsess but be gentle with yourself

            The person who has accheived a little bit or more in his life, has stepped many steps to the ladder of success is fully encouraged by friends, parents, and other nears and dears, but why is this nepotism happening to the people who are failures in their life,career and goals. I made my perception that all these things and full encouragement must be given to those who have failed in their respective dreams, fields and goals instead of that we are supporting the existing accheived ones. We have time end this nepotism through which an unsuccessful fellow or failed one could not step forward. Believe me recognize the challenge and do something about it, be practical and professional. The losers and unsuccessful people don't give up hope, they don't lose hope. They always get to say hope for best.. I claim keeping hopes may not improve your future but certainly it will reduce the pain of today. There is not only hope that will put you in success. Improvement and growth can never be linear. 

                               There is a great necessity of encouragement to the people who had lose their hope. My emotional message to myself and to the people like me get doing it is not the mountain, we conquer but ourselves. Look fortune knocks but once, but misfortune has much patience. Feel like you need something to lift your spirits? Whatever you are struggling with. We all take knocks in life, but the best thing in life come through persistence. Whether you have just had another setback chasing your dreams, been rejected by someone you care about, faced tragedy or you are just feeling drained from ups and downs of this journey. We call life, remember that things can turn around in an instant. All we have to do is keep moving forward even when it feels like it would be easier to just lay down and give up. In conclusion we have to do what 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙋𝙃𝙀𝙉𝙎 𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙂  quoted"talent is cheaper than table salt. What seperates the talented individual from the successful one is a lot of hard work. "

                            𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 

𝙱𝚢  𝙰𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙻 𝙶𝙷𝚄𝙻𝙰𝙼 𝙱𝙷𝙰𝚃 


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Unknown said…
👌👌👌✍️✍️
6 September 2020 at 09:55
Unknown said…
Absolutely right... >>>>>>
6 November 2020 at 23:45
Unknown said…
motivational on peak
14 December 2020 at 11:59
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