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Success and Myself

        Success may mean many things to many. It may be God's greatest gift, it may be their fulfilled dream or it may be their dearly desired destination. Being a believer of 'Karma' , for me success is a fruit borne by a perspiring perseverance. It is something that is obvious to your positive will with mountainous efforts.

        For me, the success is not mere recognition or material reward. It means far beyond it. It is a joy for me that comes after the followance of the serious optimistic process towards mind goals. i measure success not by materialistic things but by self realization. i value not only the moment that comes after the long period of perseverance but how far could i put myself to the test of time.

        i remember the advertisement on TV that says -- i mean asks oneself -- "Have i made it large?" i measure success in terms of larger connectivity. It means how many people could i please by my achievements. i think myself to be successful in that larger connectivity like Ambanis, Tatas, Birlas, Sachin and Saina who have provided livelihood and inspired millions of men and women. i feel thus if i have really made it large.

       In short, success for me is to realize myself and by it making others to become successful too.

        ----ilesh. 

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