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Facing The Storm

I don't think there has been anybody who has spent his entire life without having to face difficulties, hardships and adversities. In life, hard times are inevitable for which there is no denying the fact. But man always has an option of either playing as a victim or emerging from it to become a victor. As I've always said, it's about the process and not the product, though it might go the other way round sometimes. Storms in life come, but they do not come to stay, they come to pass. The period in life where one experiences the hardships is the time when one finds the hidden strength and the unutilised potential. It's the time when one nurtures oneself. We should all enjoy the storm, after all, life is too serious to be taken seriously.

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