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Differences??

Ok.. just ahd to put it on here, another thought generated in my wandering mind.. ppl often have differences with other ppl, regarding a whol;e lot of things.. to what extent do u tolerate the differences, what sort of differences create a barrier bw u and them.. why not accept their point of view as well, why not let them go their way.. will complete my answers tom. inshaAllah..

till then, reply... (if u read this, make sure u hit comment.. :P )

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Itsfarsh said…
Depends on how conscious & sincere you are about your prerogative..

Depends hugely on whose differences you are tolerating...

BUT I reckon there are never two ways about it..

Either you please others
OR
Please yourself..
Tue Nov 28, 06:46:00 PM
Karachiite said…
I blv no one should be wary of what others think.. every one has thier own life, differences do exist but they shouldnt be so hard that they come over your relations..

I do tolerate differences to a certain extent, coz I blv they will always exist but they shouldnt be hyped so much that they amke us forget who we really are!!
Wed Nov 29, 12:44:00 AM
Itsfarsh said…
Do we really ever know who we really are?
Wed Nov 29, 09:43:00 AM
Anonymous said…
I firmly believe in "Live & Let Live"

Differences are common conundrums, which shouldn’t create barriers between two souls who hold a much greater union...

Can’t all differences be bridged with a simple thing called "Trust"?
Wed Nov 29, 09:49:00 AM
Karachiite said…
Everyone knows what or who they are.. no one knows a person better than him/herself.

Trust cant be bridged by mere trrust.. bridging differences require breakin the inner ego.. else none can ever bridge a difference,,
Sat Dec 09, 10:32:00 PM
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