Treasure Island

Raj Arumugam


Three Principles for Success


In the old days
when I was a nobody
I needed a mentor
in order to groom me into success
into self-actualisation and to bring
all my dreams into reality
and so I found a mentor
and I learned of him the 3 principles
to success and complete achievement
And yes, since you ask,
I shall pass on to you the 3 principles
that my mentor had learned from someone before:

PRINCIPLE 1
Know what you want
PRINCIPLE 2
Never tell them all that you know

Submitted: Saturday, February 25, 2012
Edited: Saturday, February 25, 2012

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