There was a song that we used to sing when I was young: 

“When I was just a little girl

I asked my mother, “What will I be?, will I be pretty, will I be rich?”

Here’s what she said to me:

Que Sera, Sera

Whatever will be, will be

The future’s not ours to see

Que Sera, Sera

What will be, will be” .

I agree to some extent with the lyrics of this song, The future is not ours to see……..

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