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ANWE-ISM : THE THIRD TENET

It is always better to build a new future today rather than collecting fragments of a broken past.

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Unknown said…
ya its true..
but i always follow the second choice as i dont have a single bit of consistency in myself...

you recollect me anwesa.
Pooja said…
But isnt it d past 4m which v get lessons 2 enhance our future..
Rià said…
so true!! good one.
Diya said…
But is that always practically possible... are we always ready to move out of our broken past?
Nevertheless, the tenets are thought-provoking!
Cheers :)
Thousif Raza said…
how true and it just goes on to show that living with a positive attitude helps us live a better life

nice one again mehek :)


take care and keep writing.......
Naina said…
accept a bow for this one Lady.. :D
Anonymous said…
spot on. 100 cents true
Abhishek Behera said…
yes indeed!

for orkut-fortune-of-the-day baba always keeps telling me that: you cannot make a fresh start but you can change the way you end :)
joie de vivre said…
moving ahead with time..but it takes a lot to be like that..
Me said…
Absolutely!! Well-said.
Nikhil Menon said…
me likes dada..don't believe in history.. :D

Love
Nikhil
Richa said…
wow!! Juz wow!! :)
Anonymous said…
True :)

As usual well put :)

Take care... Cheers!!!
Pranam!

Its good from defined angles!
Anwesa said…
@kanha,
i appreciate your attempts...
Anwesa said…
@pooja,
yes dear!!past is a teacher but we can't bury ourselves in past forever. We need to hope and believe,don't we ?
Anwesa said…
@ria,
thanks dear!!
Anwesa said…
@diya,
i guess its possible with time. Time does heal all.
Anwesa said…
@dhanya,
thanks!!!
Anwesa said…
@thousif,
exactly!!

thanks for your comment :)
Anwesa said…
@rane,
thanks dear!!!
Anwesa said…
@simu,
yeah,sometimes orkut fortune-of-the-day baba is right :D :P
Anwesa said…
@sawan,
thanks!!!
Anwesa said…
@joiedevivre,
yes,it takes time but i guess it happens eventually.....
Anwesa said…
@harshita,
thanks dear!!!
Anwesa said…
@cindrella,
thanks dear!!
Anwesa said…
@multimenon,
yeah,i know you are more fond of geography :D :P

btw,thanks for reading ....
Anwesa said…
@richa,
thanks!!!
Anwesa said…
@kido,
thanks baby!!!
Anwesa said…
@surya,
hmmm....ll try to work on it further....
Anwesa said…
@amit,
thanks for visiting...
Ratzzz said…
i picked up the broken pieces of mmy heart and gave it to him.. he plastered it nice with love and care... a month later again he broke it and said, u ll find a better plaser

:-P

true dear
Anwesa said…
@the rat,
ur reply made me terribly sad tho ...
Anwesa said…
@tuli,
:) thanks for being here :)

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