There are certain things in life, upon which you don’t have any control. Time is one such thing or concept upon which you don’t have any control, no matter, how much healthy you are, no matter how much wealthy you are, no matter how much influential or powerful you are, not a single factor of your personal power or influence works against almighty time.
As we are slowly, surely and without fail approaching towards the end of the year, it is best time to farewell the year in best possible manner.
The year might have mix reaction in your life.
Those of you, who have achieved excellence in the every field of life, it was splendid, superb, successful year of life. The year bought many new development in life. Personal life prospered, professional life became more powerful. Success became the synonymous of any and every venture. Whatever tried as a trial turn in to turning point of life. Chances which had taken with casual approach became the symbol of success. Means each and every sphere of life shined. Means, the year was just marvelous, magical and meaningful.
Good, what else one wants in life? I wish,The same success continue in new year. All the best….
For someone the year brought more misery, failure became fast friend, which always stuck with persistence, opportunity became biggest obstacles, hurdles had became the usual way of life, disappointment became dear darling which never thought to leave. Each and every area of life turned into chaos & confusion.
Means the year was full with the setback & defeat.
Ok, if it is the story of your life, if you are victim of circumstances and situations prevailing in your life, life has become dull and dead, there are hardly anything to cheer up in life, to find out something which can be celebrated become the biggest headache for you.
One very good and encouraging news for you….
Read, remember, rejoice and rejuvenate yourself with below quotation.
For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next year’s words await another voice. And to make an end is to make a beginning. T.S. Eliot