You might be poor, your shoes might be broken, but your mind is a palace.

 People don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing. They don’t tell you what to do when you’re lacking somewhere. This is us who encourage and understand ourselves and generate awareness among people.

When someone steals another’s clothes, we call them a thief. Should we not give the same name to one who could clothes the naked and does not? The bread in your fridge belongs to the hungry; the coat unused in your closet belongs to the one who needs it; the shoes rotting in your closet belong to the one who has no shoes; the money which you hoard up belongs to the poor. When people love each other, they are content with very little. When we have light and joy in our hearts, we don’t need material wealth. The most loving communities are often the poorest. If our own life is luxurious and wasteful, we can’t approach poor people. If we love people, we want to identify with them and share with them. Poverty is not to feel ashamed. If you’re in trouble, or hurt or need go to the poor people. They’re the only ones that’ll help – the only ones.

There is often talk of human rights, but it is also necessary to talk of the rights of humanity. Why should some people walk barefoot, so that others can travel in luxurious cars? Why should some be miserably poor, so that others can be hugely rich? I speak on behalf of the children in the world who do not have a piece of bread. I speak on the behalf of the sick who have no medicine, of those whose rights to life and human dignity have been denied.

Your beliefs become your thoughts,

Your values become your destiny.

Give respect to everyone. Always try to do something for people, This is humanity. This is what our religion teach us. Be humble, be kind.

Everyone will die one day. Nothing will be stay here.

Spread your love.