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Am much of self centric man, I get happy when am put to immense hardship, the words I remember is Abraham Lincoln's letter to his sons teacher,
I taste of a fire and hits of the hammer makes a perfect sword,
So I could always like to be an shining sword then a rusted iron,
So for me,,, It is like “Thank God you choose me”
No fear is greater then fearing to fear out the fear,
No sadness is sadder then being sad for being sad, then being happy to be alive,
There is no winner without looser,
No looser, forever
There is no thrill in being winner without hardships,
I welcome god to test me in all trials, let me win it or perish in action,
as I could like to be a soldier in war, winning it or dying for it, not running way saying, why me only,,,,, rather thanks it is me.
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