Hodja He is walking in the street. He finds something that is shining. He picks it up and he looks at it. He is surprised at the ugly picture he sees. He thinks someone threw it away because it is very ugly. But.. It is himself. It is usually hard for me to find myself. It is easier to see other people than myself and sometimes speak about their faults. If I see their faults , it might be my fault. I can see myself through other people because they reflect to me like a mirror.
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ReplyDeleteHe is walking in the street. He finds something that is shining. He picks it up and he looks at it. He is surprised at the ugly picture he sees. He thinks someone threw it away because it is very ugly. But.. It is himself.
It is usually hard for me to find myself. It is easier to see other people than myself and sometimes speak about their faults. If I see their faults , it might be my fault. I can see myself through other people because they reflect to me like a mirror.
hehehe.i like this humor,and there is Turkish letter on the picture.hehehe.so good.
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