جُــوجُــو (نـــاول)
نصیر احمد احمدي
څوارلس کلن هلک تندې واخيست، لاس يې وتپاوه، تشه درۍ وه، سترګې يې رڼې کړې، کېناست، له کړکۍ څخه د سپوږمۍ راوتلې رڼا پر بدنۍ لګېدله. هلک اوبه وڅښلې، بېرته اوږد وغځېد، کړپ شو، تړلې بسترې ته يې وکتل، سترګې يې رډې راوختې، خوله يې چيغې ته خلاصه کړه، نه کېده، زبون يې وهل شوی و. پر لاسونو يې زور راووست، د ولاړېدو سېکه يې ختلې وه. تر څنګ يې بسترې ته وکتل، هېڅ هم نه و، يو دم ولاړ شو، په کلا کې زوروره ناره راوګرځېده! _ادې
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Sabir Wafa
3 years ago
The Stock Market is designed to transfer money from the Active to the Patient.
Money never made a man happy yet, nor will it. The more a man has, the more he wants. Instead of filling a vacuum, it makes one.
Money is only a tool. It will take you wherever you wish, but it will not replace you as the driver.
Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure nineteen six, result happiness. Annual income twenty pounds, annual expenditure twenty pound ought and six, result misery.
The most difficult thing is the decision to act, the rest is merely tenacity.
I’m only rich because I know when I’m wrong…I basically have survived by recognizing my mistakes.
The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go.
A wise person should have money in their head, but not in their heart.
