Thank you...!

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Dear All,

It is the matter of few hours and 2014 would be gone and we will enter 2015...!

An year has 365 days and 52 weeks with incidences that are new... that is statistics...

It brings thousands of memorable moments that live with us forever... that's fantastic!

People in our life make it rich, livable and the impressions they leave are forever...

The moments that we cherish could be great but must become history however!

I am not the same person I was before we met and things we inherited mutually...

That is how life progresses towards the realization and finds it's worth gradually!

I am writing this to you all, as I feel little grown up for which I am grateful to you...

For you made me believe that I was not alone or never would be in whatever I do!

Here's to the New Year and another chance to correct the wrongs and do better...

Life always gives this opportunity to set new goals for the enthusiastic go-getter!

I Wish You Achieve all your goals in life, and get the success that you wish for.

Looking forward to working with you in the New Year And Wishing May it be a Great One...!

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Hoping to see you all in the Next Year, I wish you all a meaningful New Year 2015.

Enjoy the fervor of the event to the fullest but responsibly...!

Good Night, Take Care and Be Aware!

If—

By Rudyard Kipling

 

 

If you can keep your head when all about you   

    Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,   

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

    But make allowance for their doubting too;   

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

    Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,

Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,

    And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;   

    If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;   

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

    And treat those two impostors just the same;   

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken

    Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

    And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings

    And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

    And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

    To serve your turn long after they are gone,   

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

    Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,   

    Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,

    If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

    With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,   

Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,   

    And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!