The Nepal Princess Hitler The Man From India
He smiled, the wrinkles intensifying on his face, “Simple. Love and trust yourself. When you do not reject yourself, the outside world cannot reject you. When you control what you believe, you will not allow yourself to endure hurt and pain at every ostensible betrayal or assault.”
There was a blissful serenity on his face as he looked at me, “You might have heard these lines by the Pakistani poet, ‘Khudi ko kar buland itana ke har taqdir se pehele, Khuda bande se khud pooche, beta teri raza kya hai.’ Become self-sustaining and self-generating, and even gods will wait around to lend a hand.”