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‘Belief’ is a much-underrated word. When I interact with people and ask them what the key to their success is or how they have attained the position which they have; I mostly receive answers such as having a good plan, being confident, being hardworking, or having a sound networking system etc. but very rarely I hear anyone giving credits to ‘belief’- having the belief in them.  Although I have not achieved much in life yet, and there is a lot of stuff that I still dream about. Still, one thing that I have learnt from my personal experience is that every time I have failed in life was when I did not have complete faith in myself. No matter what people think of you, no matter how crazy your idea seems to be- if you have faith in them and you know that it is possible, THAT IS IT; you do not need anyone else’s approval or anyone else’s testimony to make that happen. Leaving alone the exceptional cases when tragedies happen for no good reason; it will not be wrong to say...

I suddenly shook to the howling of the dogs and thousand other animals. I could feel the wet grass under me. My head seemed so heavy that I could barely raise it, and the pain was only making it worse. I could hardly move, felt like I was heavily injured, and the pain was just unbearable. It was dark; very dark, and I realized by now that I was in a dark forest, but I don't remember how I landed up here. The place didn't seem familiar, either. The howling of animals and hissing of insects were scaring me. I wanted to get out of there. I somehow managed to collect myself and got up and took the first step, but I could hardly walk or see anything. It was a bad idea to make any move at that hour of the night, so I decided to wait up for the sunlight. Being nyctophobic, I was desperately wishing to see one streak of light in the darkness. My heart was racing like a seconds' clock every time I heard a jackal howl. But the tire and pain were so much more that I didn't ...