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Dawood Ibrahim

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I’ve just driven 200 kilometres out of the city and am staying in a hotel alone. I’m also quite enjoying the experience though most people I know hate being alone. “I don’t have an answering machine,” one man said. “I live alone, and I don’t want to come home and find out that no one tried to get in touch with me.”
A story is of a king who had twin sons. There was some confusion about which one was born first. As they grew to young manhood, the king sought a fair way to designate one of them as crown prince. Calling them to his council chamber one day, he said, “My sons, the day will come when one of you must succeed me as king.
The burdens of sovereignty are very heavy. To find out which of you is better able to bear them cheerfully, I am sending you together to a far corner of the kingdom. One of my advisors there will put equal heavy loads on your shoulders. My crown will one day go the one who first returns bearing his burden like a king should.”
In a spirit of friendly competition, the brothers set out together. Soon they overtook a frail and aged woman struggling under a heavy weight. One of the boys suggested that they stop to help her. The other protested: “We have a burden of our own to worry about. Let us be on our way.”
So the second son hurried on while the other stayed behind to help the woman with her load. On his journey to the kingdom’s edge, the same young man found others who needed help. A blind man who needed help to go home, a lost child whom he carried back to her worried parents; a farmer whose wagon needed a strong shoulder to push it out of the mud.
Eventually he did reach his father’s advisor, where he secured his own load and started home with it safely on his shoulders. When he arrived back at the palace, his brother met him at the gate and greeted him with dismay. “I don’t understand,” the brother said, “I told Father the burden was too heavy to carry, so I left it on the ground and hurried here, how did you manage it alone?”
The future king replied thoughtfully, “I suppose when I helped others carry their burdens, I found the strength to carry my own!” Isn’t that the secret of living with loneliness? When we find others who need help with their burdens, we also find the strength to carry our own!
Get busy helping others, even if it is nothing more than making a phone call or writing an encouraging note, and you’ll find your load of loneliness become easier and easier to manage. And soon you’ll be too happy and busy to even notice you are alone..!
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The burden of living is so big at present times, that people can't even carry it.




Most of the time we ourselves create this burden.
Off the topic of yours We are lazy not in mood we complain but do nothing. We don't help the needy the weak the poor we instead we wast money on something useless and way above our level. Above all we think our problem is above all !
 
Most of the time we ourselves create this burden.
Off the topic of yours We are lazy not in mood we complain but do nothing. We don't help the needy the weak the poor we instead we wast money on something useless and way above our level. Above all we think our problem is above all !
We give too much importance to our existence. The simple truth is that the world will keep on going round and round after we are dead. The only meaningful thing that can be done is to give something for our present and future generations that is useful. Maybe invent a very long lasting light source:P
 
Most of the time we ourselves create this burden.
Off the topic of yours We are lazy not in mood we complain but do nothing. We don't help the needy the weak the poor we instead we wast money on something useless and way above our level. Above all we think our problem is above all !
At times we become so lethargic that even taking a breath seems to be something herculean ---
 

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