Judge not the workings of his brain
And of his heart thou canst not see;
What looks to thy dim eyes a stain
In God’s pure light may only be
A scar, brought from some well-won field,
Where thou would’st only faint and yield.
And judge none lost; but wait and see,
With hopeful pity, not disdain;
The depth of the abyss may be
The measure of the height of pain
And love and glory that may raise
The soul to God in after days!
Adelaide A. Procter.
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It is said that you should love what you do and I do that here in Belijose's Fashion Hauz. I love female clothing, style and fashion; I love how designers transform a fabric to fit the unique silhouette of a woman's body; I like how stylists and fashion lovers are able to interpret a designer's work in a way that they themselves make it their own; how a piece of jewelry makes all the difference and how less can be more; I like the excitement of the red carpets; I love fashion week and I hope to go for one someday; most importantly I love sharing with the Hauz what I think and feel about a particular style from any part of the world; I like sharing my music, my food experiments, music and videos, and I love that you get to read and like or comment. This is my little corner of the world where everything is possible.
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