The Value Of Time

"To Realize rhe value of One Year- Ask a student who has failed his Exam. To Realize the value of One Month- Ask a Mother who has given birth to a Premature Baby. To Realize the value of one week- Ask an editor of a weekly newspaper. To Realize the value Of One Day - Ask a Daily Wage labourer who has Ten kids to Feed. To Realize the value of One Hour- Ask the lovers who are waiting to meet. To Realize the value of One Minute- Ask a person who has missed the train. To Realize the value of One second- Ask a Person who has survived an Accident. To realize the value of one milli-second- Ask a Person who has Won a Silver Medal At the Olympics. Value every moment that you have. Time is a coin that you can spend only once. Use It, Invest It, Make it count.

Remember.........Time Waits For No Man.

Ralph Marston

"Are you being forced to lower your expectations, or are you simply choosing the easy way out?
You must expect the best in order to achieve the best, yet it takes more than just expectation. It takes effort and commitment.
If you lower your expectations at the first sign of difficulty, it seriously erodes their value.
Don’t lower your expectations to meet your performance.
Raise your level of performance to meet your expectations.
Expect the best of yourself, and then do what is necessary to make it a reality."

"IF"


"If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream-and not make dreams your master;If you can think-and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings-nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And-which is more-you'll be a Man, my son!"