Is our life a celebration or a mourning journey?Three friends lived in a village. No one could see them except with a laugh. No one saw them sad or crying. One day one of them died. They were still laughing. Then the villagers asked them: "How can you laugh when one of your dear friends is dead?"
Laughing friends said: "We had a bet - about who will die first. He won it. We are celebrating his victory."
Who can make them weeping, to those who are happy, laugh, no matter what happens? Who can discourage those who find the lessons of success in every defeat? One laugh from one person will spread to a thousand people. Then they will laugh too. But the real winners and lucky ones are those who can be the originators of the first laugh.