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I used to wake up to the tune of Bhagavad GitaπŸ™πŸ™

I used to wake up to the tune of Bhagavad GitaπŸ™πŸ™πŸ™
Have fresh warm buffaloes milk, just milked by my Mother.
Offer anything I ate to Mother Earth for her Kindness.
Loose myself playing with my friends &
Go to the Paddy fields and Play with the cow dung cakes πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ What happened to those mornings when noon was far away? Write your #freshthoughts about #thosemornings that are bygone.  #YourQuoteAndMine
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I used to wake up to the tune of Bhagavad GitaπŸ™πŸ™πŸ™
Have fresh warm buffaloes milk, just milked by my Mother.
Offer anything I ate to Mother Earth for her Kindness.
Loose myself playing with my friends &
Go to the Paddy fields and Play with the cow dung cakes πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ What happened to those mornings when noon was far away? Write your #freshthoughts about #thosemornings that are bygone.  #YourQuoteAndMine
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