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The Migration


Hey people!
I hope 2016 has treated you well. In my case it has had me go nerve wreck from January 1 itself.

Migration is never easy. Its exciting. Its adventurous.

Time to open the door
Time to be seen
Time to be heard

Time to shine...

Is it gonna be scary? Yes.
Is it gonna be easy ? No.
Is it thats gonna be awkward initially?
Probably.

And know what?
Thats how we grow in life.
I'm excited about this huge possibility of what could happen if I just risked it out of going out there.


Its not even an option anymore , that I had to sit an dwell over for days and months. 

Happy people compete with themselves. They don’t limit themselves. Opening your mind is the best thing you can do because it takes you to a positive state where you have the power to achieve everything you desire. 

Its happening , its the hardest , yet the most effective way that I know of making sure of who I am . 

And you , the one reading this would have no clue of it either that this private piece would migrate to a government hospital.

The best thing to start is to START.
Go out there . See the world all by yourself at first before you have two babies to look at .
So , start exploring. Start learning . 

Find out things that excite you like nothing else. Let your curiosity be fruitful. Let your passion be of utmost use to the people.

I hope this encourages you to put a step forward . But how do I know that it did?
Please comment in the comment section below .
Bye 💃

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