I've learned that there are people who love you dearly,
but just don't know how to show it.
I've learned that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry,
but that doesn't five me the right to be cruel.
I've learned that true friendship continues to grow even over the longest distance.
Same goes for true love.
I've learned that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to
doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.

I've learned that no matter how good a friend is,
they're going to hurt you every once in a while
and you must forgive them for that.
I've learned that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others.
Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.
I've learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken,
the world doesn't stop for your grief.
I've learned that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are,
but we are responsible for who we become.
I've learned that just because two people argue, it doesn't mean that they don't love each other.
And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.

I've learned that sometimes you have to put the individual
ahead of their actions.
I've learned that two people can look at the exact same thing
and see something totally different.
I've learned that no matter the consequences,
those who are honest with themselves get farther in life.
I've learned taht your life can be changed in a matter of hours
by people who don't even know you.
I've learned that even when you think you have no more to give,
when a friend cries out to you,
you will find the strength to help.

I've learned that writing,
as well as talking,
can ease emotional pains.
I've learned that the people you care most about in life
are taken from you too soon.
I've learned that it's hard to determine where to draw the line between being nice
and not hurting people's feelings and standing up for what you believe.
I've learned to love
and be loved.

Read this beautiful script written by Paulo Coelho describing Life as a Pencil and i couldnt resist it from sharing. It started of with a Grandmother writing a letter to someone and her Grandson asked her if she was writing something about their life like a story about him. Taking her attention off the letter she told him that she was indeed writing about him, but words didnt matter that much what mattered the most is the pencil with which she’s writing and she hopes that he will be like this pencil when he grows up. The boy being amused looks at the pencil and finds it as ordinary as any other pencil. But the lady told him that its the way how u look at things and her pencil has 5 qualities that if u hang onto will make him a person who is always comfortable with anything in this world.

First Quality: you are capable of great things, but you must never forget that there is a hand guiding your steps. We call that hand God, and he always guides us according to His will.

Second Quality: now and then, i have to stop writing and use a sharpener. That makes the pencil suffer a little, but afterwards, he’s much sharper. So you, too, must learn to bear certain pains and sorrows, because they will make you a better person in the end.

Third Quality:the pencil allows us to use an eraser to rub out any mistakes. This means that correcting something we did is not necessarily a bad thing, it helps us to keep on the road of justice.

Fourth Quality: what really matters in a pencil is not its wooden exterior, but the graphite inside. So always pay attention to what is happening inside of you.

Finally it’s Fifth Quality: it always leaves a mark. In just the same way, you should know that everything you do in life will leave a mark so try to be conscious of that in your every action.

This is how it was all described and i totally agree with it, how i feel excited and miserable both at the same time. Agitated we never care what we are saying or doing. What doesnt happen according to our will we make a fuss out of it not knowing that might it be not the bestest thing for us, and that the One above has kept the Best for us that is yet to come. Like the sharpener we dont ever want to see any hardships, we always want to have a smooth and subtle life never even trying to beat the suffering. We never look back and analyse our mistakes, how often do we really go up and say that we were sorry for what we have said and done, nobody looses anything from just being and saying sorry, not even admitting our mistakes infront of our Creator. Just like of what the pencil is made of, what really matters is the inside. Same goes with us, it doesnt really matter how dignified we look on the outside if there runs a massive storm on the inside. And to end up the five qualities whatever we are doing or have done leaves a mark on this world,and nonetheless leaves a mark on our deed-book. This scripture has stirred me from the inside and i hope i can make myself like the Pencil who bears so much but gives so much in return.