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Ever felt that you are a big failure ?


I've heard many people saying that their life is a big failure. We usually judge our lives comparing with others, or we all get desperate, thinking that we are not good enough in our studies, jobs our perhaps in relationships...or whatever. Even we compare ourselves with the celebrities, who have got huge fan base and huge number of followers on social media.
  

But, do you really think that they are all happy ? Actually, what is the criterion for measuring one's success or failure in their life ?

The first thing we all should know is that we could never address a person to be successful just looking at their jobs, wealth or instagram followers. A person's success or failure depends on how does they want to mark the success of their life. 

This could be different from person to person. Perhaps if someone's happiness lies in being peaceful and if they are leading such a life, we can say that he/she has attained success in their life. But it may not be the same for you and me. For someone else, it might be living a healthy life, without any diseases. Perhaps, the another one wants to have a particular job which is their eternal desire. Thus, it depends on the person. 


Just find out where your happiness lies. Worker harder and smarter to achieve it. Try to understand that all you see around are not true. Like a famous quote says, "All that glitters are not gold". Before you say your life is a failure the next time, try to find out the definition of your own success.


Wishing you all to have a good day.

Thanking You : )


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