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In a room there have been four candles lit. The atmosphere was so soft you can hear them talking.

The initial one said, “I’m PEACE, however nobody will keep me lit. I really believe I will venture out.”

It’s flame speedily diminishes and then goes out completely.

The next one says, “I’m FAITH. Primarily I am no more indispensable, so it will not make any good sense that I keep burning any more.”

When it finished talking a breeze softly blewing the fire.

Sadly, the 3rd candle spoke in its move. “I’m LOVE. I’ve not gotten the power to stay lit. Persons put me apart and don’t appreciate my importance. They possibly forget to love those people who are nearest in their mind.” And waiting no more it goes out.

Suddenly a kid entered the area and observed three candles definitely not burning. “Why are you not burning you are supposed to stay lit till the end.”

Saying this the kid began to cry. Then your fourth candle explained, “Don’t hesitate, while I’m still burning we are able to re-light another candles, I’m HOPE.”

With shining eyes, the kid got the candle of Hope and lit another candles.

The flame of Trust should never venture out from our living and that each folks can maintain Hope, FAITH, PEACE and Love.


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