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“If you have a long-term goal in your life, all your activities become a part of that goal. You can keep yourself engaged for several hours and even days when you are reading an interesting book. When you are writing your new book, you can be busy for a year. When you want to transform the society, help the needy, educate the poor children, your goal can keep you engaged fruitfully for life. The greater is your goal, the higher is your energy level for achieving the goal and the less time you have to get bored.”

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31 Ways to Happiness

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