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4 things I learnt during my ten-year old journey

Hey guys! Now this is a really thoughtful letter I wanna share with you.

There are hardly 5 more days left for me to turn 11. Here is a list of the do's and don't's  I learnt in the ten years of my life-

1) Place your priorities above anything else (except yourself)
Always try to shave off bits of time to spend on your passion, talent or developing your inner self. 
That doesn't mean shoving off important work. One has to spend at least an hour or two on oneself.
My leisure time consists of writing my online diary, sketching, writing poems, working on my singing skills, listening to TED talks,etc. Managing time ineffectively can bring horrible consequences including being grounded for months together.



2) Don't ever mess with your little' sis or bro
  I'm serious about this. NEVER have strains in your current relationship with your younger sibling.
    A younger sibling always come handy as an agent when you want to conceal your crime.
   When you're in trouble and need someone to flatter to and get the work done, a toady younger             sibling is exactly what you'll want. Trust me, this really works. Especially when the pest is                   troublesome. The perfect comrade.



3) Try to lie much better with natural expressions
   Usually, I'm not that good at lying. I either stammer, sweat or look into the other person's eyes too much. It's always better to learn and have considerate amount of tricks and tips up your sleeve. I'm still a novice as I haven't got much experience doing this. These skills will come in handy later in life. That's much better than embarrassing yourself or spoiling the relationship with a closed one. Much better.


4) There is no such thing called God 
  According to me, there is NO God. Whenever I say this, people ask me,"If so, how do you think Earth was created?". For my scientists out there, how nonsensical does this sound? Science clearly states that planets are formed from nebulae. I believe that there is an eternal power that controls everything. Many people believe that the lifetime of every person is already planned before the person is born. That is not true. It's just the chain reaction of every person's action or just a coincidence.



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