Destiny's Game
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Last published Wed, Apr 20, 2016
Introduction :
Destiny for me was not an existence.I never believed on its power until I felt the essence of love unto a woman who gave me the reason to fight through the destiny's game.
The sophistication of life became my obstacles.Time became my enemy.God became my companion and love became my strength.From then,I used to think that pain is just transient than its adjacent which is happiness.And now,how fortunate I am to realize that destiny is not a matter of chance.It's a matter of choice.
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