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Do Your Best For People, Not Your Worst✨


We often look at the speck of sawdust in other’s eyes, don't we?

But do we really pay attention to the plank in your own eye?

Well, not really!

Why is it that as humans we often look for flaws in others?

We often make quick judgements about someone's behaviour,

&

It's only later we experience an internal shake when we find out the real story

Well,

Everyone is fighting some kind of a battle and frankly we don't even have a clue what most people we encounter on a daily basis are going through.


Sometimes the inner battles people fight, they just feel lost for a while,

People come with all their taunts, they judge all the while,

The seconds spent on judging others could be instead spent on loving them❤️

Why is it as humans that we have filled our lives with so much ‘stuff’ to keep us busy that we don’t have time to slow down and simply ask someone if they are ok?

While we all go on personal journeys,we also must recognize that everyone else is climbing similar, but entirely different hills!

Kindness is an infectious thing, it can be spread for miles just from person to person , so when it comes to interaction make sure you are generous and kind❤️

It is important that when you cross paths with anyone, you don’t leave a bitter taste in their mouth🙌

By practicing a random act of kindness, you can help uplift their spirit, make their day way better❤️

Just do good! and Remember- If you can't help anyone, you must also not judge them for who they are!

If we can't say something nice, we should always keep it to ourselves. The world would be a much happier and peaceful place then ✨

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