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Jasleen Kaur Gumber

"Clouds are on top for a reason. They float so high because they refuse to carry any burden!"

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"Clouds are on top for a reason. They float so high because they refuse to carry any burden!"

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"You are never to old to set another goal or to dream a new dream."

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"Life is the music of your soul, all you need to do is to listen hard."

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"Belief driven by determination is one key factor governing whether what you pursue becomes real or not."

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"History does nothing; it does not possess immense riches, it does not fight battles. It is men, real, living, who do all this."

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"Open your eyes to what wonder exists in the world. You have within your the power to create the life you want."

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"It is not these well-fed long-haired men that I fear, but the pale and the hungry-looking."

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"Some men see things as they are and ask why. Others dream things that never were and ask why not."

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"Gloomy ones must learn to light the Fire of Inspiration " the Spark that will clear the Dark within."

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"The visions we offer our children shape the future. It _matters_ what those visions are. Often they become self-fulfilling prophecies. Dreams are maps."

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"Many men know the recipes of life, but only few go into the kitchen to cook it. Go make it happen!"

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"Disturb my sleep but darling don't dare disturb my dreams!"
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"I have fallen, for your words.They are like, a gossamer cobweb, I have been, embroiled, decoyed, snared into!Incapacitated.I fail to escape.I fail to liberate.Your words, didn't redeem, made me a, captive instead."
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Jasleen Kaur Gumber
"She is the force, that you end upreading about in thick novels. She is the kind of woman, you adore, for being so content with messy hair.She is the kind, who woulddecline whatever the mankind would exalt - and redesign everything that isinclined to remind herof how strongly, the society wants her confined.To this girl, on a romantic date, he asked the question inaccurate - 'Honey, why do you always take the roadthat is so untold, hard and loathed?'She thought of giving him a second chance, and resisting any anger - loaded advance, She replied, 'Why do you speculate, that I choose my fate, imagining there are two roads?"
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"Each drop that fell, had a story to tell.each smile that curved, said a million words.(Poem: Our Existence, Book: Ginger and Honey)"
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"As the sun sets, something in me rises! Do you think it could be my soul? I feel it's a big probability!"
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"Absence is more, thorny on the soul, than however dulcet, presence can be.Apparently, I have missed you, more than, I have ever loved you."
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Jasleen Kaur Gumber
"There are only two most powerful situations - being so small that you have nothing to lose and being so big that you don't care what you lose!"
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"In this, journey, of reaching, to myself, I have had, many a, thoroughfares, goodbye affairs, reality checks, and, lovely overwhelms."
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"The mirror it was and life it spelled, The road ahead, and the time past stepped, All gathered in one; one to all paired, My life is so different from all the world's threads.My breaths are mine, my woes are too, If my life were put through you, You sure would unlikely pursue, It should be left for me to gather, I am its sculptor, mine would be the hammer."
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"And I sat there at the patio, while the whole of universe, was getting engulfed, in the whitest whiteness of snow.Down, near my rough paw, is soft snow, mannering a fidgeting embryo.I monitored the snow that plunged, on the soil of my backyard, and realized it melting fast.Was that the temperature or, my eyes on it overcast?While I think of this melted exalt, I am obliged to ask, What ought happens to the thoughts?Where do they get tossed?When they are forgot?Scorched?Scoffed?Deformed? Unadorned?"
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