Tell someone you’re proud of just how proud you are.
My dear friend, you asked me that just how proud I’m of myself?
I don’t like the word proud. It smells of egoism. I’m not egoistic.
I just want to tell you that I’m happy the way I’m always.
I can’t be proud of the good qualities which were supposed to be inherited by me since childhood.
A child is not manipulative, easily forgets and forgives, is innocent, surprises and wonders at little things, loves everyone and much more. We a child grows up he/she learns negative things from grown ups only. About religious differences, discrimination etc.etc.
A child can teach us
Love without affectation
Trust without calculation
Friendship without discrimination
As their innocence knows
No artificiality and manipulation
I can only be happy that I still posses some childhood qualities. Some negativity, if I still own is due to childhood criticism but I’m happy that I have worked hard to remove any negativity from my nature.
Please don’t let the child in you get lost in hardships of life.
There is a painting of a Tribal girl , to which I always feel drawn to. To any direction I go its smiling eyes will follow me, as if saying happiness is just a state of mind, you don’t need money or power to be happy. Her innocent face shows peace , calmness and inner glow which is face is very bewitching. Perhaps its a gift from my brother that’s why I feel very much attached to it.
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