Ronald Hadrian's Blog, page 30

Why you should “Act as If” to win in life!

[image error]This is a very powerful procedure to attain success. We simply have to act, speak, think as though we have already achieved success. So always act as if.

1)  START ACTING AS IF

If you want to be a CEO, act like one. Plan your day, look how you are speaking to people and how you are feeling. Dress in fine clothes and smile at people pleasantly. Have you seen Richard Branson look grumpy? If you want to be a professor act like one, have a strange look on your face. Always roam with a book and talk about your subject always. The point is simply this, if we act as though it is already done, then you will surprise how you are going to end up.

2)  FIVE YEARS FROM NOW

Twenty years from now you will certainly regret. Mark Twain echoed that thought eloquently. To implement this principle, organise a party and tell people to come like they would come after three years. Tell them to come like a bestselling author, or a millionaire, or anything for that matter.

Act as though five years had gone. This is a sure way to give the mind-set.

 Many people have used this technique and become very successful in life. Many have got mock copies of their novels before it ever came out and guess what they did publish and have become amazing successes.  

 

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An inspiring and touching story of G(Genius) Gayathri!

 

Welc[image error]ome to the third week of I ain’t chicken, but an eagle series. I am writing about people who made their disadvantage into advantage. This week I am glad to introduce G.Gayathri. You might want to remember the G.

As I have mentioned in the earlier posts, my classmates -most of them came from poor families. Their parents could hardly meet ends. Gayathri was a studious girl and she came from a really poor house. But it was not poverty that tormented her, but it was her family.

She had a dream to study and do better in life, but her family members insisted that she went to work. Gayathri without any money went to work in a mill. And her hands would bleed because she had to use some chemicals. Every night she would cry. But no one in the family asked what the problem was.

She continued to work, but she kept her dream alive. She was not going to give it up at no cost.  One fine day, Gayathri’s uncle came home and asked her to get married. She was absolutely devastated. She didn’t like the boy and she didn’t want to marry anyone. But the family members tortured her. But she was resolute. She was going to college no matter what. She didn’t eat for two days and cried continuously. And finally her neighbor heard about her situation and he came forward to help her. She was reluctant at first but finally agreed. The good man helped her for three years. And she did finish her college education. But in those three years she insisted others call her genius. If she faced any problems she would tell herself that she was a genius and she could solve her problems. This affirmation helped her.

I was taken aback by her sheer will to win. She persisted until she won. And I learnt a great lesson from her. And I do call her Genius Gayathri and she deserves that name. If you are willing to help her in her higher education, I could help you contact her. Thank you folks.

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3-The words and writers who changed the world.- Edmund Spenser

Sleepe after toyle, port after stromic seas,

Ease after warre, death after life does greatly please.

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Along with Shakespeare, Edmund Spencer is the preeminent poet of the English Renaissance. His life and work seem to center about three great influences, summed up in three names: Cambridge, where he grew acquainted with the classics and the Italian poets; London, where he experienced the glamour and the disappointment of court life; and Ireland, which steeped him in the beauty and imagery of old Celtic poetry and first gave him leisure to write his masterpiece.

 

Life:

Very little is known about the early life of Spencer. His education began at Merchant Tailor’s School in London and was continued in Cambridge, where as a poor sizar and fag for wealthy students he earned a scant living.

Works:

The Faery Queen is considered as his best work.

Some Quotes:

His works are full of imagination and while reading his works it feels like a dream. His influence can be seen from Milton to T. S Eliot

“So furiously each other did assayle,

As if their soules they would attonce haue rent

Out of their brests, that streames of bloud did rayle

Adowne, as if their springes of life were spent;

That all the ground with purple bloud was sprent,

And all their armours staynd with bloudie gore,

Yet scarcely once to breath would they relent,

So mortall was their malice and so sore,

Become of fayned friendship which they vow’d afore.”

― Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene, Books Three And Four

“For there is nothing lost, that may be found, if sought.”

― Edmund Spenser, The Faerie Queene

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Visualizing for Success!

[image error]           Visualizing is an integral part of success. Every peak performer does visualizing before he does anything. It is said that Tiger Woods always visualized before he made any shot. And we are all well acquainted with the success of Tiger Woods. So there is little doubt as to the great power of visualization.

1)      HOW VISUALIZATION WORKS TO ENHANCE PERFORMANCE

Visualizing is a simple process. We have to simply think that the tack that we are going to as already completed. By doing this the mind becomes more receptive and many ideas and solutions will flows out of the brain for the fulfillment of the vision. Visualizing at present has become a very big study. If you are particularly interested in visualization, please read the book, Visualizing for Dummies.

2)      THE PROCESS FOR VISUALIZING YOUR FUTURE

Nobody builds a house without first planning it fully. But most of us do not plan our own lives. Visualizing is the best method to designing the future. In fact every invention that we see today was a dream in somebody’s head.

3)      ADDING SOUNDS AND FEELINGS TO THE PICTURE

While visualizing adding sounds and feelings to the picture is important. If you want a house near the sea shore, imagine the sound of the rushing wind and how happy you will feel playing with your dog. This will propel you to visualize more and do more.

4)      FUEL YOUR IMAGES WITH EMOTION

Some incidents in life can never be forgotten because a strong emotion has been connected to it. So whenever you Visualization create a strong emotion to go along with it, and the image will never leave your mind. And your subconscious will get to work to achieve your dream.

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5 ways to release brakes and go for success- mega Success!

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Many times we listen to a motivational tape or read some inspirational tape and we are pumped up. We plan and are ready to go! But that is not so simple. Within two or three days we will have a feeling of moving slowly, or a thought that we are stuck. This feeling is normal. This is because the brakes are still   on. And until we release our brakes we are not going to succeed.

1)      GET OUT OF YOUR COMFORT ZONE

When we start out we feel very uncomfortable. We might need to wake up early and stay up late. Make a cold call. Read books for hours. Getting out of the comfort zone is a must if we need to be successful. Yes we need to go the extra mile. Face the fears and go for it.

2)  DON’T BE AS DUMB AS AN ELEPHANT

We get used to the routine that anything out of the ordinary is pure frustration. Many of us are like the elephants. When an elephant is small, a rope is tied to its leg. The elephant will try but it will never be able to break free. The elephant soon becomes conditioned that it cannot break free. But even when they grow old and they have enormous strength the elephant never tries to break free. This is the way we are conditioned to believe in our limitations. So release your breaks for success.

3)  STOP RE-CREATING THE SAME EXPERIENCE

If you don’t like it change it, says Jim Rohn. If we wake up at 8.00 daily and work in great agitation and wonder why your life isn’t changing is a common thought. But actually it is because we are continually doing the same thing day in and day out. So change the experience and you will have different experience.

 

4)  CHANGE YOUR BEHAVIOR

A simple way to release the brakes is to change the behaviour. To change the behaviour list out the habits that you will want to change. Instead of sitting gloomy and sad, we can choose to smile at people. In return we will feel really happy.

5)      CHANGE YOUR SELF-TALK WITH AFFIRMATIONS

Telling affirmations is a sure way to be successful. To create a successful affirmation, first write whatever you desire in the present tense and never use a negative word. For example, I don’t want to be lazy is a bad example, but you should say, I am an active, proactive worker. Visualize your success and affirmation every day. Success if yours. Have a great day.

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The Great Indian Dream!

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“Our Greatest fear is not that we are inadequate, but we are powerful beyond measure.”

Our Mission: Yes, we as Indians are powerful beyond measure. We can do great things. But success has fundamentals and we are committed to teach the principles of success to many Indian youths. You might think you know these principles –but do you really know them is the question.  Remember knowledge is potential if it is not used. We also realize that motivation doesn’t last and so neither does bathing (Zig Ziglar) so that’s why we recommend it daily.

 

-To motivate and inspire young Indians to take action on their goals.

-To help India to get closer to the 2020 goal.

-To inspire them to do what is morally right. ( i.e to fight corruption )

-To help young Indians do well financially, physically and morally.

  So join us and support us, to do something remarkable! 

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2-The words and writers who changed the world.- William Shakespeare.

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How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,

Whose action is no stronger than a flower?

 William Shakespeare is undoubtedly the finest playwright in English Literature. He is a household name when it comes to Literature. However, people know his name and some of his well-known plays. But his extraordinary characterization and his ability to write about the personality of a person is surpassed.

Shakespeare grew up in Stratford-upon-Avon, but his early life is still not clear. There are many disputes regarding his authorship. Though nobody can be certain that is was Shakespeare who wrote those amazing plays, it cannot be denied that the work must have been done by a genius.

He has written many sonnets. The object of many of the sonnets is a “dark lady”. And a certain young man.  The emotion is passionate but always shadowed with ambivalence. Desire quickly turns to shame, love to hate, and tribute to disparagement.

His soliloquies are famous for their exploration of interior states through incomparably rich language and startlingly original imagery.

Some of his famous sonnets are;

18. Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

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Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature's changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

29. When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes.


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When, in disgrace with Fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man's art, and that man's scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least,
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate

For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings,
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
When to the sessions of sweet silent thought (Sonnet 30)
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When to the sessions of sweet silent thought
I summon up remembrance of things past,
I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought,
And with old woes new wail my dear time's waste:
Then can I drown an eye, unused to flow,
For precious friends hid in death's dateless night,
And weep afresh love's long since cancelled woe,
And moan the expense of many a vanished sight:
Then can I grieve at grievances foregone,
And heavily from woe to woe tell o'er
The sad account of fore-bemoanèd moan,
Which I new pay as if not paid before.
But if the while I think on thee, dear friend,
All losses are restored and sorrows end.


 Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor bound

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Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea
But sad mortality o’er-sways their power,
How with this rage shall beauty hold a plea,
Whose action is no stronger than a flower?
O, how shall summer’s honey breath hold out
Against the wrackful siege of batt’ring days,
When rocks impregnable are not so stout,
Nor gates of steel so strong, but time decays?
O fearful meditation! where, alack,
Shall time’s best jewel from time’s chest lie hid?
Or what strong hand can hold his swift foot back?
Or who his spoil of beauty can forbid?
   O, none, unless this miracle have might,
   That in black ink my love may still shine bright.


That time of year thou mayst in me behold (Sonnet 73)

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That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west;
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire,
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the deathbed whereon it must expire,
Consumed with that which it was nourished by.
This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.

Sonnet XCIV: They that have Power to Hurt and will do None

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They that have power to hurt and will do none,
That do not do the thing they most do show,
Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,
Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow:
They rightly do inherit heaven’s graces
And husband nature’s riches from expense;
They are the lords and owners of their faces,
Others but stewards of their excellence.
The summer’s flower is to the summer sweet
Though to itself it only live and die,
But if that flower with base infection meet,
The basest weed outbraves his dignity:
For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;
Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.




How like a winter hath my absence been (Sonnet 97)

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How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December’s bareness every where!
And yet this time remov’d was summer’s time;
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
Like widow’d wombs after their lords’ decease:
Yet this abundant issue seem’d to me
But hope of orphans and unfather’d fruit;
For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,
And, thou away, the very birds are mute:
  Or, if they sing, ’tis with so dull a cheer,
  That leaves look pale, dreading the winter’s near.




The expense of spirit in a waste of shame (Sonnet 129)




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The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action; and till action, lust
Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust;
Enjoyed no sooner but despisèd straight:
Past reason hunted; and no sooner had,
Past reason hated, as a swallowed bait,
On purpose laid to make the taker mad:
Mad in pursuit, and in possession so;
Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme;
A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe;
Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream.
All this the world well knows; yet none knows well
To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.

 

“To Be Or Not To Be”: Hamlet’s Soliloquy Translated
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“To Be Or Not To Be”: Spoken by Hamlet, Act 3 Scene 1

To be, or not to be: that is the question:

Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer

The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,

Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,

And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;

No more; and by a sleep to say we end

The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks

That flesh is heir to, ’tis a consummation

Devoutly to be wish’d. To die, to sleep;

To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub;

For in that sleep of death what dreams may come

When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,

Must give us pause: there’s the respect

That makes calamity of so long life;

For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,

The oppressor’s wrong, the proud man’s contumely,

The pangs of despised love, the law’s delay,

The insolence of office and the spurns

That patient merit of the unworthy takes,

When he himself might his quietus make

With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,

To grunt and sweat under a weary life,

But that the dread of something after death,

The undiscover’d country from whose bourn

No traveller returns, puzzles the will

And makes us rather bear those ills we have

Than fly to others that we know not of?

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;

And thus the native hue of resolution

Is sicklied o’er with the pale cast of thought,

And enterprises of great pith and moment

With this regard their currents turn awry,

And lose the name of action.–Soft you now!

The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons

Be all my sins remember’d.

Julius Caesar, Friends, Romans , Countrymen

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Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;

I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.

The evil that men do lives after them;

The good is oft interred with their bones;

So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus

Hath told you Caesar was ambitious:

If it were so, it was a grievous fault,

And grievously hath Caesar answer’d it.

Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest–

For Brutus is an honourable man;

So are they all, all honourable men–

Come I to speak in Caesar’s funeral.

He was my friend, faithful and just to me:

But Brutus says he was ambitious;

And Brutus is an honourable man.

He hath brought many captives home to Rome

Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:

Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?

When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:

Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:

Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;

And Brutus is an honourable man.

You all did see that on the Lupercal

I thrice presented him a kingly crown,

Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?

Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;

And, sure, he is an honourable man.

I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,

But here I am to speak what I do know.

You all did love him once, not without cause:

What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?

O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,

And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;

My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,

And I must pause till it come back to me.

As You Like It, Act II, Scene VII [All the world's a stage]

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All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

 

St. Crispin’s Day speech





from Henry V (1599) by William Shakespeare


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WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here

But one ten thousand of those men in England

That do no work to-day!KING. What’s he that wishes so?

My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin;

If we are mark’d to die, we are enow

To do our country loss; and if to live,

The fewer men, the greater share of honour.

God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.

By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,

Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;

It yearns me not if men my garments wear;

Such outward things dwell not in my desires.

But if it be a sin to covet honour,

I am the most offending soul alive.

No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.

God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour

As one man more methinks would share from me

For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!

Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,

That he which hath no stomach to this fight,

Let him depart; his passport shall be made,

And crowns for convoy put into his purse;

We would not die in that man’s company

That fears his fellowship to die with us.

This day is call’d the feast of Crispian.

He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,

Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d,

And rouse him at the name of Crispian.

He that shall live this day, and see old age,

Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,

And say “To-morrow is Saint Crispian.”

Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,

And say “These wounds I had on Crispian’s day.”

Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,

But he’ll remember, with advantages,

What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,

Familiar in his mouth as household words-

Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,

Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-

Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb’red.

This story shall the good man teach his son;

And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,

From this day to the ending of the world,

But we in it shall be remembered-

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;

For he to-day that sheds his blood with me

Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,

This day shall gentle his condition;

And gentlemen in England now-a-bed

Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,

And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks

That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

Fear no more the heat o’ the sun

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Fear no more the heat o' the sun,
Nor the furious winter's rages;
Thou thy worldly task hast done,
Home art gone, and ta'en thy wages;
Golden lads and girls all must,
As chimney-sweepers, come to dust.

Fear no more the frown o' the great;
Thou art past the tyrant's stroke:
Care no more to clothe and eat;
To thee the reed is as the oak:
The sceptre, learning, physic, must
All follow this, and come to dust.

Fear no more the lightning-flash,
Nor the all-dreaded thunder-stone;
Fear not slander, censure rash;
Thou hast finished joy and moan;
All lovers young, all lovers must
Consign to thee, and come to dust.

No exorciser harm thee!
Nor no witchcraft charm thee!
Ghost unlaid forbear thee!
Nothing ill come near thee!
Quiet consummation have;
And renownéd be thy grave!


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3 reasons why you should ask to be successful?

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Success leaves clues said Anthony Robbins, and certainly it is a profound statement. Everything we want to achieve has already been done by someone. But we never approach them or copy them to be successful.

1)  WHO’S ALREADY DONE WHAT YOU WANT TO DO?

If you want to be a millionaire you can listen to programs such as the automatic millionaire, and attend some seminars. If you want to write a novel, you can get a book on how to write a book. So first find out who have done it then go ask them how they did it. You be shocked to find that most of them will be willing to help you out in this manner.

2)  WHY PEOPLE DON’T SEEK OUT CLUES

People are afraid. They might not even be aware of asking helping. They might be afraid to approach the successful people. Everything you have a major goal and you want to achieve it, train your mind to seek after the belief of that person. And then do it.

 

3)  SEEK OUT CLUES

-          Just ask

-          Get into a tape program

-          Get a mentor, or read a book.

But never forget, keep asking always.

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2- I ain’t a chicken but an Eagle, – A friend you can trust.

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Gradually I came to realize that life is nothing more than a memory. That is all we have got and what we give when we are all gone. Welcome to another Sunday of I ain’t chicken, but I am an eagle story. Today let me introduce you Edison. A dark coloured, skinny kid who became a very close friend of mine. Well his really name is Bala, but we named him bulb and Edison because he was considered as a dim wit, but still could fix all the electrical appliances. But it is not about the intelligence at all. It is all about that little heart that is beating.

Bala was from an average middle class family. He must help his family every month otherwise they couldn’t make it. He used to work day and night. He would rush to the college then he would rush to work. But I have never seen him complain about his miserable condition. Even when he was in a tight situation he cared to help others.  He is one of those rare friends who would cross the Antarctic to rescue his friends.

I salute him, perhaps there are many people who are like him, and if you have a friend like him, you are gifted indeed.

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