Throughout everyday life, things occur around us, things transpire, however the main thing that really matters is the manner by which you respond to it and what you make out of it. Life is tied in with inclining, embracing and changing over every one of the battles that we encounter into something positive. 

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Quite a long time ago a girl grumbled to her dad that her life was hopeless and that she didn't know how she would make it. She was sick of battling and battling constantly. It appeared to be similarly as one issue was unraveled, another soon taken after. Her dad, a culinary specialist, took her to the kitchen. He filled three pots with water and put each on a high fire. 

Once the three pots started to bubble, he set potatoes in a single pot, eggs in the second pot and ground espresso beans in the third pot. 

He at that point let them sit and bubble, without saying a word to his little girl. The little girl, groaned and restlessly paused, pondering what he was doing. Following twenty minutes he killed the burners. He removed the potatoes from the pot and put them in a bowl. He hauled the eggs out and set them in a bowl. He at that point scooped the espresso out and put it in a glass. 

Swinging to her, he inquired. "Little girl, what do you see?" "Potatoes, eggs and espresso," she hurriedly answered. 

"Look nearer", he stated, "and touch the potatoes." She did and noticed that they were delicate. 

He at that point requesting that her enjoy an egg and reprieve it. In the wake of pulling off the shell, she watched the hard-bubbled egg. 

At long last, he requesting that her taste the espresso. Its rich fragrance conveyed a grin to her face. 

"Father, what does this mean?" she inquired. 

He at that point clarified that the potatoes, the eggs and espresso beans had each confronted a similar misfortune the bubbling water. In any case, every one responded in an unexpected way. The potato went in solid, hard and tenacious, however in bubbling water, it turned out to be delicate and feeble. The egg was delicate, with the thin external shell securing its fluid inside until the point when it was placed in the bubbling water. At that point within the egg turned out to be hard. Be that as it may, the ground espresso beans were special. After they were presented to the bubbling water, they changed the water and made something new. 

"Which one are you?" he asked his girl. "At the point when affliction thumps on your entryway, how would you react? It is safe to say that you are a potato, an egg, or an espresso bean?"