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Some wrong decisions teach the meaning of life

Hello friends 🙏 today's story is very important and read it till the end. So let's start.
A long time ago there were two friends named of shivam and Arnav. They used to do the job in the same company.  One day they were going their home.then suddenly they have an accident and admitted in the hospital. Shivam  was lying down on the side of window and Arnav was also lying down beside him on side of wall. Slowly- slowly they treated by doctor. But still their condition was not so good. 
They used to feel boring. That's why shivam used to look outside the window but Arnav was unable to look. One day he asked to shivam what's going on outside the window ? Shivam said there is a park, people are walking, childrens are playing, there is a big crowd. Then Arnav thought hopefully, I will be happen on the side of window and able to watch outside. In this way he felt jealousy. Next day again he asked and shivam said, Today mali is planting trees and it is cloudy also. Then Arnav used to burn inside and  felt too much jealousy. He was not happy.  Same day at night Shivam was not so well. He was suffocating. Then Arnav woke up but didn't call the doctor. He allowed to  suffer him.  And till morning shivam had been died by the heartattack. Staff came and took his body. Now Arnav asked the staff, can you shift me on the side of window? Now he was ready to look outside. As he looked outside   he found that there is no park, noone is playing and walking, mali is not planting the ðŸŒē trees. There was nothing but only a bad and ugly long  wall. 
After that he started crying. He thought I have killed my friend. For my happiness he told me a lot of things. He wanted to keep me positive but I couldn't stay. 


In this way we have learnt that, we should stop judging people and keep loving them. We are always looking for flaws in people and forget to love. We should keep the good ones in mind . So we should think positive and one day our think will definately change us. 


Hindi translation : - 


āĪĻāĪŪāĪļ्āĪ•ाāΰ āĪĶोāĪļ्āĪĪों  āΆāΜ āĪ•ी āĪ•āĪđाāĪĻी āĪŽāĪđुāĪĪ āĪŪāĪđāĪĪ्āĪĩāĪŠूāΰ्āĪĢ āĪđै āĪ”āΰ ā·āĪļे āĪ…ंāĪĪ āĪĪāĪ•  āĪŠāĨे । āΚāĪēिāĪ, āĪķुāΰू āĪ•āΰāĪĪे āĪđैं।
āĪŽāĪđुāĪĪ āĪļāĪŪāĪŊ āĪŠāĪđāĪēे āĪķिāĪĩāĪŪ āĪ”āΰ āĪ…āΰ्āĪĻāĪĩ āĪĻाāĪŪ āĪ•े āĪĶो āĪĶोāĪļ्āĪĪ āĪĨे। āĪĩे āĪāĪ• āĪđी āĪ•ंāĪŠāĪĻी āĪŪें āĪĻौāĪ•āΰी āĪ•āΰāĪĪे āĪĨे। āĪāĪ• āĪĶिāĪĻ āĪĩे āĪ…āĪŠāĪĻे āΘāΰ āΜा āΰāĪđे āĪĨे। āĪĪāĪ­ी āĪ…āΚाāĪĻāĪ• āΉāĪĻāĪ•ा āĪāĪ•्āĪļीāĪĄेंāΟ āĪđो āĪ—āĪŊा āĪ”āΰ āΉāĪĻ्āĪđें āĪ…āĪļ्āĪŠāĪĪाāĪē āĪŪें āĪ­āΰ्āĪĪी āĪ•āΰाāĪŊा āĪ—āĪŊा। āĪķिāĪĩāĪŪ āĪ–िāĪĄ़āĪ•ी āĪ•े āĪ•िāĪĻाāΰे āĪēेāΟा āĪđुāΆ āĪĨा āĪ”āΰ āĪ…āΰ्āĪĻāĪĩ āĪ­ी āĪŽāĪ—āĪē āĪŪें āĪĶीāĪĩाāΰ āĪ•े āĪļāĪđाāΰे āĪēेāΟा āĪđुāΆ āĪĨा। āΧीāΰे-āΧीāΰे āΉāĪĻ्āĪđोंāĪĻे āĪĄॉāĪ•्āΟāΰ āĪļे ā·āĪēाāΜ āĪ•āΰाāĪŊा। āĪēेāĪ•िāĪĻ āĪŦिāΰ āĪ­ी āΉāĪĻāĪ•ी āĪđाāĪēāĪĪ ā·āĪĪāĪĻी āĪ…āΚ्āĪ›ी āĪĻāĪđीं āĪĨी।
āĪĩे  āĪŽोāΰ āĪŪāĪđāĪļूāĪļ āĪ•āΰāĪĪे āĪĨे। ā·āĪļāĪēिāĪ āĪķिāĪĩāĪŪ āĪ–िāĪĄ़āĪ•ी āĪļे āĪŽाāĪđāΰ āĪĶेāĪ–āĪĪा āĪĨा āĪēेāĪ•िāĪĻ āĪ…āΰ्āĪĻāĪĩ  āĪĶेāĪ–āĪĻे āĪŪें āĪ…āĪļāĪŪāΰ्āĪĨ āĪĨा।āĪāĪ• āĪĶिāĪĻ āΉāĪļāĪĻे āĪķिāĪĩāĪŪ āĪļे āĪŠूāĪ›ा āĪ•ि āĪ–िāĪĄ़āĪ•ी āĪ•े āĪŽाāĪđāΰ āĪ•्āĪŊा āΚāĪē āΰāĪđा āĪđै? āĪķिāĪĩāĪŪ āĪĻे āĪ•āĪđा āĪ•ि āĪāĪ• āĪŠाāΰ्āĪ• āĪđै, āĪēोāĪ— āΚāĪē āΰāĪđे āĪđैं, āĪŽāΚ्āΚे āĪ–ेāĪē āΰāĪđे āĪđैं, āĪāĪ• āĪŽāĪĄ़ी āĪ­ीāĪĄ़ āĪđै। āĪĪāĪŽ āĪ…āΰ्āĪĻāĪĩ āĪĻे āĪļोāΚा  āĪ•ाāĪķ  āĪŪैं āĪ–िāĪĄ़āĪ•ी āĪ•े āĪ•िāĪĻाāΰे āĪđोāĪĪा  āĪ”āΰ āĪŽाāĪđāΰ āĪĶेāĪ– āĪŠाāĪĪा । ā·āĪļ āĪĪāΰāĪđ āΉāĪļे āΜāĪēāĪĻ āĪŪāĪđāĪļूāĪļ āĪđुāΈ। āĪ…āĪ—āĪēे āĪĶिāĪĻ āĪŦिāΰ āΉāĪļāĪĻे āĪŠूāĪ›ा āĪ”āΰ āĪķिāĪĩāĪŪ āĪĻे āĪ•āĪđा, āΆāΜ āĪŪाāĪēी āĪŠेāĪĄ़ āĪēāĪ—ा āΰāĪđा āĪđै āĪ”āΰ āĪŽाāĪĶāĪē āĪ­ी āĪ›ाāĪ āĪđुāĪ āĪđैं। āĪĪāĪŽ āĪ…āΰ्āĪĻāĪĩ āĪ…ंāĪĶāΰ āĪđी  āĪ…ंāĪĶāΰ āΜāĪēāĪĪा āĪĨा āĪ”āΰ āĪŽāĪđुāĪĪ āΜāĪēāĪĻ āĪŪāĪđāĪļूāĪļ āĪ•āΰāĪĪा āĪĨा। āĪĩāĪđ āĪ–ुāĪķ āĪĻāĪđीं āĪĨा। āΉāĪļी āĪĶिāĪĻ āΰाāĪĪ āĪ•ो  āĪķिāĪĩāĪŪ   ā·āĪĪāĪĻा āĪ…āΚ्āĪ›ा āĪĻāĪđीं āĪĨा। āΉāĪļāĪ•ा āĪĶāĪŪ āΘुāΟ āΰāĪđा āĪĨा। āĪĪāĪŽ āĪ…āΰ्āĪĻāĪĩ āΉāĪ ा āĪēेāĪ•िāĪĻ āĪĄॉāĪ•्āΟāΰ āĪ•ो āĪĻāĪđीं āĪŽुāĪēाāĪŊा। āΉāĪļे āĪĪāĨœāĪŠāĪĻे āĪĶिāĪŊा   āĪ”āΰ āĪļुāĪŽāĪđ āĪĪāĪ• āĪķिāĪĩāĪŪ āĪ•ी āĪŪृāĪĪ्āĪŊु āĪđ्āΰāĪĶāĪŊāΘाāĪĪ āĪļे āĪđो āΚुāĪ•ी āĪĨी।  āĪ•āΰ्āĪŪāΚाāΰी āΆāĪŊा āĪ”āΰ āΉāĪļāĪ•ा āĪķāĪĩ āĪēे āĪ—āĪŊा। āĪ…āĪŽ āĪ…āΰ्āĪĢāĪĩ āĪĻे āĪ•āΰ्āĪŪāΚाāΰिāĪŊों āĪļे āĪŠूāĪ›ा, āĪ•्āĪŊा āΆāĪŠ āĪŪुāĪे āĪ–िāĪĄ़āĪ•ी āĪ•े āĪ•िāĪĻाāΰे āĪķिāĪŦ्āΟ āĪ•āΰ āĪļāĪ•āĪĪे āĪđैं? āĪ…āĪŽ āĪĩāĪđ āĪŽाāĪđāΰ āĪĶेāĪ–āĪĻे āĪ•ो āĪĪैāĪŊाāΰ āĪĨा। āΜāĪŽ āΉāĪĻ्āĪđोंāĪĻे āĪŽाāĪđāΰ āĪĶेāĪ–ा āĪĪो āĪŠाāĪŊा āĪ•ि āĪ•ोāΈ āĪŠाāΰ्āĪ• āĪĻāĪđीं āĪđै, āĪ•ोāΈ āĪ–ेāĪē  āĪ”āΰ āΚāĪē āĪĻāĪđीं āΰāĪđा āĪđै   । āĪŪाāĪēी ðŸŒē āĪŠेāĪĄ़ āĪĻāĪđीं āĪēāĪ—ा āΰāĪđा āĪđै। āĪ•ेāĪĩāĪē āĪāĪ• āĪ–āΰाāĪŽ āĪ”āΰ āĪŽāĪĶāĪļूāΰāĪĪ āĪēंāĪŽी āĪĶीāĪĩाāΰ āĪ•े āĪ…āĪēाāĪĩा āĪ•ुāĪ› āĪĻāĪđीं āĪĨा।
ā·āĪļāĪ•े āĪŽाāĪĶ āĪĩāĪđ āΰोāĪĻे āĪēāĪ—ा। āΉāĪļāĪĻे āĪļोāΚा āĪ•ि āĪŪैंāĪĻे āĪ…āĪŠāĪĻे āĪĶोāĪļ्āĪĪ āĪ•ो āĪŪाāΰ āĪĶिāĪŊा āĪđै। āĪŪेāΰी āĪ–ुāĪķी āĪ•े āĪēिāĪ āΉāĪĻ्āĪđोंāĪĻे āĪŪुāĪे āĪŽāĪđुāĪĪ āĪļी āĪŽाāĪĪें āĪŽāĪĪाāΈं। āĪĩāĪđ āĪŪुāĪे āĪļāĪ•ाāΰाāĪĪ्āĪŪāĪ• āΰāĪ–āĪĻा āΚाāĪđāĪĪे āĪĨे āĪēेāĪ•िāĪĻ āĪŪैं āĪĻāĪđीं āΰāĪđ āĪļāĪ•ा।


ā·āĪļ āĪĪāΰāĪđ āĪđāĪŪāĪĻे āĪļीāĪ–ा āĪđै āĪ•ि, āĪđāĪŪें āĪēोāĪ—ों āĪ•ो āΆंāĪ•āĪĻा āĪŽंāĪĶ āĪ•āΰ āĪĶेāĪĻा āΚाāĪđिāĪ āĪ”āΰ āΉāĪĻāĪļे āĪŠ्āĪŊाāΰ āĪ•āΰāĪĪे āΰāĪđāĪĻा āΚाāĪđिāĪ। āĪđāĪŪ āĪđāĪŪेāĪķा āĪēोāĪ—ों āĪ•ी āĪ–ाāĪŪिāĪŊों āĪ•ी āĪĪāĪēाāĪķ āĪŪें āΰāĪđāĪĪे āĪđैं āĪ”āΰ āĪŠ्āĪŊाāΰ āĪ•āΰāĪĻा āĪ­ूāĪē āΜाāĪĪे āĪđैं। āĪđāĪŪें āĪ…āΚ्āĪ›े āĪēोāĪ—ों āĪ•ो āΧ्āĪŊाāĪĻ āĪŪें āΰāĪ–āĪĻा āΚाāĪđिāĪ। ā·āĪļāĪēिāĪ āĪđāĪŪें āĪļāĪ•ाāΰाāĪĪ्āĪŪāĪ• āĪļोāΚāĪĻा āΚाāĪđिāĪ āĪ”āΰ āĪāĪ• āĪĶिāĪĻ āĪđāĪŪाāΰा āĪĩिāΚाāΰ āĪđāĪŪें  āΜāΰुāΰु āĪŽāĪĶāĪē āĪĶेāĪ—ा।


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