My friends, you don't really know how you came to this earth. You say, "I have a car, I have a bungalow, I have a property," but everyone says, "I didn't come here to be a prostitute."That car, that bangle, that chain, that money, that glass, that is all. That will only hurt you. Tomorrow, how much money will hurt you, whether it will be there or not, the thing that made you happy, let it come back again.Do you wish that thing would come back? Happiness is something that you remember every moment, or only when you are sad. Remember it at other times.But my friends, this is how life is, but I like to talk in detail, no one follows me or comments, so I would like to have someone read it, but my friends, this is how it is live. Someone Someone would have understood.