The pursuit of happiness is a matter of choice.It is a positive attitude we consciously choose to express. Neither it's a gift that gets delivered to our doorstep each morning, nor does it come through the window. And I am certain that our circumstances are just a small part of what makes us joyful. If we wait for them to get just right, we will never find lasting joy.
The pursuit of happiness is an inward journey. Our minds are like programs, awaiting the code that will determine behaviors; like bank vaults awaiting our deposits.
If we regularly deposit positive, encouraging, and uplifting thoughts, if we continue to bite our lips just before we begin to grumble and complain, if we shoot down that seemingly harmless negative thought as it germinates, we will find that there is much to rejoice about.
The month of July was the whole,
welcomed with joy and love from a wrinkled soul,
hoping her little parrot would tremendously glow,
here goes her little green parrot looking after her flow.
abby..
I have to thank my grandma for being a great mother to me..I simply love her and I dedicate this simple poem to her.This is my very first blog.I know i would succeed whatever i do after this as my grandma is my ink for my pen.I love you ammai
