Being the difference I want to see in the world. - •Jeremie Ngueye• - Wattpad

Being the difference I want to see in the world.

JeremieThevisionary

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Reads 1,903
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Parts 15
Time 2h 43m

JeremieThevisionary

As sad as it may be, we live in a world where the rich are getting richer, and the poor live in worse conditions every day. A world where people have to live behind masks and hide who they truly are, just to be accepted into this corrupted society. A world where everyone primarily thinks of himself and not about what he could to help his brother in need?
  
  Dive into my vision, be bold enough to read these chapters, and accept that you may have also been committing these mistakes that corrupt our society and together, let us grow into better versions of ourselves and begin to wonder; what if this had happened to me? How would I have reacted? What can I do to change my community? What if I decide to manifest my dreams every day instead of wishing they would happen?

Every single part of this will be entirely unique but all interconnected by one subject, "the human nature".
  
  Only together can we change the world, don't be so lazy to think that it is the government's job to do so; take your responsibilities and act to see a change.All Rights Reserved

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Life is full of events and opportunities drifting in and out. From ordering a pizza while sitting at home to becoming a writer, you can do anything. Absolutely anything. Life has so much to offer....but what does it have to offer to a 12-year-old boy who lives in a slum? Samarth is a poor boy who leads a simple life away from the qualms of the city. His family is poor and by that, I mean, in fact, very poor. Samarth's father and grandfather work on the farm while his mother sings in passenger trains for money. He has a younger brother too who met with an accident a few years back and suffered a great tragedy. The incident left a great hole in Samarth's life and heart, a hole no one except his now incapacitated brother could fill. Samarth felt as if he had been thrown into a black hole. As the heartbreaking event took place, everyone's hopeful eyes shifted to Samarth. It was both despairing as well as painful. The pressure was inexplicable. As the family now could only lean on him to get them out of poverty and get his brother treated, Samarth's shoulders drooped. Can a boy who doesn't do well in studies, is self-doubting and poverty-stricken really reach the sky, achieve his goals and get his family out of poverty as well as his brother treated? Could a mere spark ignite a whole new flame of purpose and belief in himself and be much more than the world perceived of people like him? This book is a symbol of hope for all the poor as well as the rich alike. The story is about showing courage in the face of adversities, fulfilling expectations, never giving up, having confidence in oneself, and being more than people thought... the world thought. The journey to success won't be easy. It is never easy but somehow you just have to believe in yourself, your goal and it will take you to the pinnacle of life.

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