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If you ever feel... Sad and Dull



Dear baby,

I know that life is not always fair and it will throw all kind if tantrums on you too. You may feel it to be harder specifically on you. But life is not that bad my child and it always will give you ample of reasons to leave behind all the negativity and start a new.

If you ever feel low, sad and depressed then STOP!!! Stop for a moment!!!
Stop cursing yourself and others!
And (if you are like me) stop reading, writing ans listenting all the depressing stuff!!

Now... Breathe!!!
Smile ear to ear!!!
Play some rocking music and HUG yourself!!!

My love... Life will not stop being harsh... People will not stop being mean... Roads will not stop being endless... So you too are not supposed to stop being yourself.

Have faith in Him as He never does any wrong to people who have tried to do all the right things in life.

And do not feel guilty if you ever commit a mistake because God allows U-turns. You can always fix your mistakes or may make up for them.

Love...you are allowed to make mistakes but not to repeat them so everytime;
MAKE NEW MISTAKES...LEARN NEW LESSONS.

But remember that everything completes a full circle in this universe so try to throw loads of love, smiles, empathy and selflessness and you will be showered with it all.

Forgive yourself...forgive all!!!
Love yourself... Love all!!!
Accept yourself... Accept all!!!

With love;
Mumma

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