Yes, Hope with a capital H.
It is the most fickle thing, deserting us in the most inopportune moments.
Lottery addict keep purchasing the tickets even though he has next to nothing chance of winning the jackpot. Hope.
A college kid commits suicide because she failed in one subject. No hopes of a better future.
Why? One who shouldn't do something does it time and again, One who has suffered a minor setback ends it all. Why don't we ask the right questions? Why don't we place our hopes on our abilities, but on something intangible, something out of our control?
It is the most fickle thing, deserting us in the most inopportune moments.
Lottery addict keep purchasing the tickets even though he has next to nothing chance of winning the jackpot. Hope.
A college kid commits suicide because she failed in one subject. No hopes of a better future.
Why? One who shouldn't do something does it time and again, One who has suffered a minor setback ends it all. Why don't we ask the right questions? Why don't we place our hopes on our abilities, but on something intangible, something out of our control?
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