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RokZRooM Special !                                 You Can Win by Shiv Khera



                 Exaggeration does two things:

                 1.  It weakens a person's case and makes him lose credibility.
                 2.  It  is  like  an  addiction.  It  becomes  a  habit.  Some  people  can't  tell  the  truth  without
                    exaggerating.

                 Be Sincere

                 Sincerity is a matter of intent and hard to prove. We can achieve our goals by having a
                 sincere desire to help others.

                 Stay Away from Pretense

                 Asking a friend in trouble, "Is there anything I can do for you," is really annoying. It is
                 more  of  an  eyewash  and  pretense.  If  you  really  want  to  help,  think  of  something
                 appropriate to be done and then do it.
                 Many people put on the cloak of sincerity more out of selfishness than substance, hoping
                 that some day they could claim the right to receive help.
                 Stay away from meaningless and phony pleasantries.
                 Caution--Sincerity  is  no  measure  of  good  judgment.  Someone  could  be  sincere,  yet
                 wrong.







                                       ACTIONS; SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS

                                                  WHICH LOVED BEST?

                                            "I love you, Mother," said little John;
                                         Then, forgetting his work, his cap went on,
                                            And he was off to the garden swing,
                                         And left her the water and wood to bring.
                                            "I love you, Mother," said rosy Nell--
                                          "I love you better than tongue can tell";
                                       Then she teased and pouted full half the day,
                                      Till her mother rejoiced when she went to play.
                                            "I love you, Mother," said little Fan;
                                                "Today I'll help you all I can;
                                         How glad I am that school doesn't keep!"
                                          So she rocked the babe till it fell asleep.
                                       Then, stepping softly, she fetched the broom,
                                          And swept the floor and tidied the room;
                                             Busy and happy all day was she,
                                            Helpful and happy as child could be.
                                           "I love you, Mother," again they said,
                                             Three little children going to bed;






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