Ignite The Light

Do you ever feel like being buried deep ? Do you ever feel like being caged with no place to go to ? Do you ever realise that there might be no bright future for you ?

Then that is the time when you have to stand up and make the tables turn in your favour. Have the desire to surround yourself with positiveness to such extend that you drive all the negiteveness far , far away . And the next thing you know , you got that spark inside you ignited again . You feel yourself to be empowered with more energy and power !

It's just a matter of time . Neither will the good days stay forever nor will the bad ones . Have the quality of patience and farsightedness inculcated in you to see how well your life has been shaped up and gifted to you ! Value the little things you have for they are yours and yours only .

Let Yourself Live Loud !

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