defeat..............

and she said to me these words when she hold hand and :
'it is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how a strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.

The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumphs of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither

victory nor defeat.'

and taken her advice not to be defeated by a single love neither it will have noble cause and to look forward for to live ...alone ..

and some one to be there...

and

guide u r self toward u r own achivement to hight that u want attiand in ur own life to across such things that never more than any one who made to live .....alone ....in darkness ..

and she would not there to see I am suffered ....

to show some one

once

I have been loved by some one