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Risking of Failure: Is it worth...


Life is too short we have lots to do. What makes us feel that what we are doing is right and that we will not regret this in the near future? If we commit any mistake does life throws any second chance? What does it feel like when people around us keep on asking questions about our failure and we can’t utter a single word even though we know the reason for our failure.  
There are a lot of sayings by lots of great philosophers, but what if you always fail and still try. Trying doesn’t matter when you always fail.
Better never to have a dream than to wake up and assume to be that is not there.
Sometimes all you can do is walk away, hide your tears, and just pretend you're okay. Sometimes you are compelled to do that otherwise it will hurt your closer ones.
This is not my failure but it’s his, who is there behind everything and the only cause for everything to happen. I mean it because he lies in every soul. If he is the only one responsible for everything why he makes people suffer and why he makes people feel the pain.
When people are born, nobody knows what he is capable of, or what should he do in which he it’s their family and the closer one who decides. Who lets them know their capability? How anyone explores themselves if they are not explored different fields or areas?
We are always asked to have a plan B when plan-A fails. Does anyone ask to have a resemblance in the plans? How many plans do we stick to at a time? Maybe the destination is the same but the road is totally different, and it is not feasible to switch to another road when we already come far off the first road. It would be a fresh start every time.
Failure happens to every species but it’s not savoury always for them when the same is repeated again and again. So after then, we accept to live that way and pretend that we are happy. Quote: Being happy doesn't mean you're perfect. It just means you've decided to look beyond the imperfections.

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