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Give and Let Give


Do we really need to have something in abundance to kindle the thought of giving?

Is the joy of giving proportional to its value?

Does the thought of sharing cross our minds when we possess something which might be a dream for others?

Why is it so difficult to give away things which we know can easily be afforded by us?

Are we selfish, frugal or evil?

Isn't being empathetic a vital part of us?

Don't you feel anything doesn't serve its purpose at the right time is equal to being non-existent?

Isn't it a blessing to look at someone smile and know that you are one of the reasons for it?

Finding solace in others' happiness is the most valuable gift one can give themselves.

Hope you now know what to do when you want to treat yourself.

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