Blessed are those , whose life is woven in Golden threads , may be a few threads in cotton .

Few , woven with fine yarns , whose life is a mixture of good , bad and ugly , living a text of pleasent and unpleasant experiences , over all , an happy existence .

For most , it’s woven with coarse yarns , whose whose life , is days of uncertainty , struggle , and pains ., a routine life of trying to make both ends meet , past not worth mentioning , present , an uncertain future .

Well , that’s what the omnipotent meant it to be .
LIVE AS IT WAS MEANT IT TO BE
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