Saying that life is beautiful is some sort of deception really. I know there are beautiful moments. But we should be frank enough to remind ourselves and others that life is ugly at times too. I think this will help to have the right expectations. Once I come to the consciousness of the fact that life is not a bed of roses, then I must answer a particular question. What will I do when things get tough? How will I respond? And this is where I say that there's really no loss unless the ones you concede. So, be strong out there, folks.