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Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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White A LOOK AT LIFE-116 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE RETURN JOURNEY My Father! I do not know How and why I came here? Probably it is thy will for which I am here But instead of watching your drama Like a silent none possessive, Unassuming spectator Became an actor, a part of the drama Considered myself to be the hero Around whom the world revolved I became a playwright Did my own screenplay Composed my own lyrics Sung my own songs Thought the world around to be exclusively mine. My Lord! I acted as if I was the doer I became the centre You left my hands, silently disappeared I became the prisoner of my own actions No way I could escape from My karmic debts and deposits I created that bondage for me Enjoyed and endured the fruits of my actions. My Father! Bondage I need no more In the journey of life This is my return journey Let the 'I' in me My body, mind, possessions Actions and fruits of actions be At your lotus feet Let my eyes see you only My ears listen to your divine melody My senses perceive nothing but you only With my tired limbs and mind Have to go miles till I reach Help me, my father! I can carry myself To the destination I know nothing, actions, fruits of actions Debts and deposits Knowledge and devotion Dualism, non-dualism and qualified non-dualism I know one thing only I have nothing\none with me Except You, my father I know you can not leave me in the mid-sea You will bring me safely ashore If my love is genuine Ensure my surrender, make it complete Ensure! my mind never moves away even for a fraction of a second from your lotus feet Be with me my father Heaven or hell, do not matter I know my father is with me forever Here and hereafter. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_quotes A LOOK AT LIFE-116 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE RETURN JOURNEY My Father! I do not know How and why I came here?

White A LOOK AT LIFE-116 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE RETURN JOURNEY My Father! I do not know How and why I came here? Probably it is thy will for which I am here But instead of watching your drama Like a silent none possessive, Unassuming spectator Became an actor, a part of the drama Considered myself to be the hero Around whom the world revolved I became a playwright Did my own screenplay Composed my own lyrics Sung my own songs Thought the world around to be exclusively mine. My Lord! I acted as if I was the doer I became the centre You left my hands, silently disappeared I became the prisoner of my own actions No way I could escape from My karmic debts and deposits I created that bondage for me Enjoyed and endured the fruits of my actions. My Father! Bondage I need no more In the journey of life This is my return journey Let the 'I' in me My body, mind, possessions Actions and fruits of actions be At your lotus feet Let my eyes see you only My ears listen to your divine melody My senses perceive nothing but you only With my tired limbs and mind Have to go miles till I reach Help me, my father! I can carry myself To the destination I know nothing, actions, fruits of actions Debts and deposits Knowledge and devotion Dualism, non-dualism and qualified non-dualism I know one thing only I have nothing\none with me Except You, my father I know you can not leave me in the mid-sea You will bring me safely ashore If my love is genuine Ensure my surrender, make it complete Ensure! my mind never moves away even for a fraction of a second from your lotus feet Be with me my father Heaven or hell, do not matter I know my father is with me forever Here and hereafter. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_quotes A LOOK AT LIFE-116 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE RETURN JOURNEY My Father! I do not know How and why I came here?

Shruti Rathi

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बेहद करीब आकर लोग बहुत दूर चले जाते हैं अक्सर Behad Qareeb Aakar Log Bahut Door Chale Jate Hein Aksar ©Shruti Rathi #hand

बेहद करीब आकर लोग बहुत दूर चले जाते हैं अक्सर Behad Qareeb Aakar Log Bahut Door Chale Jate Hein Aksar ©Shruti Rathi #hand

Mehfuza

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White When I miss you, I read the book you suggested. When I miss you, I eat kabab's (healthyfood). When I miss you, I wear the red saree. When I miss you, I smell your favorite itar. When I miss you, I drive on empty roads. When I miss  you, I feel the wind on my face and think you touched me. When I miss you, I get wet in the rain and I collect the raindrops in my hand. When I miss you, I try to visualize and create your picture on the clouds. When I miss you, I look at the moon thinking that moon might be watching you. When I miss you, I measure the distance to your house with the help of stars. When I miss you, I look at the clouds over the mountains. When I miss you, I take a walk on the beach. When I miss you, I buy sunflower. When I miss you, I stop myself from talking to you. When I miss you, I wait from night to morning So, I can miss you again. ©Mehfuza #Lake When I miss you, I read the book you suggested. When I miss you, I eat kabab's (healthyfood). When I miss you, I wear the red saree. W

White When I miss you, I read the book you suggested. When I miss you, I eat kabab's (healthyfood). When I miss you, I wear the red saree. When I miss you, I smell your favorite itar. When I miss you, I drive on empty roads. When I miss  you, I feel the wind on my face and think you touched me. When I miss you, I get wet in the rain and I collect the raindrops in my hand. When I miss you, I try to visualize and create your picture on the clouds. When I miss you, I look at the moon thinking that moon might be watching you. When I miss you, I measure the distance to your house with the help of stars. When I miss you, I look at the clouds over the mountains. When I miss you, I take a walk on the beach. When I miss you, I buy sunflower. When I miss you, I stop myself from talking to you. When I miss you, I wait from night to morning So, I can miss you again. ©Mehfuza #Lake When I miss you, I read the book you suggested. When I miss you, I eat kabab's (healthyfood). When I miss you, I wear the red saree. W

Ashok Topno

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अक्सर कामयाबी के पीछे सबसे बड़ा हाथ किसी और का नहीं आपके बुरा वक़्त का होता है ©Ashok Topno #hand

अक्सर कामयाबी के पीछे सबसे बड़ा हाथ किसी और का नहीं आपके बुरा वक़्त का होता है ©Ashok Topno #hand

Yogesh Tawar

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haat chute to ve rishte... nhi chora karte... waqt ki sakh se .... rishte nhi tora karte... ©Yogesh Tawar #hand

haat chute to ve rishte... nhi chora karte... waqt ki sakh se .... rishte nhi tora karte... ©Yogesh Tawar #hand