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White A LOOK AT LIFE-136 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY In every work A risk is inherent In every walk A risk is inherent In every move There is a hurdle In every success There is a failure Failure to identify with the success Failure to carry the success And others with oneself Few enjoy one's success The rest relish failure Life is full of thorns The moments of joy are few Sorrow is your constant companion In between two sorrows Happiness come as a gentle breather You always live in fear Fear of losing something or someone That is the basis on which your life rests The reason for your agony and distress Life is difficult We make it sad and pathetic By expecting too much out of it We do not know how to carry it We do not know how to live with life We make it a tragedy We do not know what to do with it That is the reason for which We grope in darkness From the beginning to the end. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status A LOOK AT LIFE-136 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY In every work A risk is inherent In every walk A risk is inherent

White A LOOK AT LIFE-136 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY In every work A risk is inherent In every walk A risk is inherent In every move There is a hurdle In every success There is a failure Failure to identify with the success Failure to carry the success And others with oneself Few enjoy one's success The rest relish failure Life is full of thorns The moments of joy are few Sorrow is your constant companion In between two sorrows Happiness come as a gentle breather You always live in fear Fear of losing something or someone That is the basis on which your life rests The reason for your agony and distress Life is difficult We make it sad and pathetic By expecting too much out of it We do not know how to carry it We do not know how to live with life We make it a tragedy We do not know what to do with it That is the reason for which We grope in darkness From the beginning to the end. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status A LOOK AT LIFE-136 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY In every work A risk is inherent In every walk A risk is inherent

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White A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciation and recognition, pelf and power, I lost myself somewhere. Caught in between dreams and dramas, the real me and my endless desires, struggle for a place under the sun and a go at the moon, I failed to recognise myself and my love. Remained engrossed in me, in my comforts and amenities of life. WhatsApp, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and the digital world became my love and passion, forcing relationships, feelings and touch of humanity to silently wither. With a cell phone in my heart and mind became a servant of my changing needs, forgetting all those who loved me. Looked at none, listened to none. All that I needed was only an internet connection. I more interacted with a cell phone rather than with human faces. Travelled in the air, talked over the telephone. For me, nothing mattered except money, power and recognition. Missed that delicate human touch all along Roamed here and there in a colourful world where there was nothing except accolades and applause, dreams, fancies and idiocies. Ran away from life and its beauty, from love, family and friendship, from all that I once loved and relished, only to find me in a no man's world caught in an ocean of shattered dreams and desires with none accompanying me. With nowhere the shore in vision I worked out the mathematics of life. What I achieved, everybody knows, what I lost, I only know. I lost those beautiful days, nature and her beautiful murmur, the cool moon and bright sunshine, the first shower and smell of moist earth, the love and shadow of my parents, the looks and longing of my beloved, her love and tears, petty wishes and trifling demands, the sweet smiles and the company of my kids, their desire to have a bit of my time. no one, nothing waited for me, neither the blooming and craving of my beloved nor my kid's naughty looks and early childhood. Time flew by and I lost all those moments Which could have been mine. Running away from my own I only landed myself in a pseudo world with empty coffers with no one with me to share my spoil, agony and distress. Looking back there was nothing except the crowded lane that led me to my coffin. By the time I realised, the machine had a heart, life had lost its rhythm and rhyme The grey hairs of my kids were mocking t me and the lady sitting on a chair on the wheel with wrinkles all over greeted me with a faint smile. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciatio

White A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciation and recognition, pelf and power, I lost myself somewhere. Caught in between dreams and dramas, the real me and my endless desires, struggle for a place under the sun and a go at the moon, I failed to recognise myself and my love. Remained engrossed in me, in my comforts and amenities of life. WhatsApp, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and the digital world became my love and passion, forcing relationships, feelings and touch of humanity to silently wither. With a cell phone in my heart and mind became a servant of my changing needs, forgetting all those who loved me. Looked at none, listened to none. All that I needed was only an internet connection. I more interacted with a cell phone rather than with human faces. Travelled in the air, talked over the telephone. For me, nothing mattered except money, power and recognition. Missed that delicate human touch all along Roamed here and there in a colourful world where there was nothing except accolades and applause, dreams, fancies and idiocies. Ran away from life and its beauty, from love, family and friendship, from all that I once loved and relished, only to find me in a no man's world caught in an ocean of shattered dreams and desires with none accompanying me. With nowhere the shore in vision I worked out the mathematics of life. What I achieved, everybody knows, what I lost, I only know. I lost those beautiful days, nature and her beautiful murmur, the cool moon and bright sunshine, the first shower and smell of moist earth, the love and shadow of my parents, the looks and longing of my beloved, her love and tears, petty wishes and trifling demands, the sweet smiles and the company of my kids, their desire to have a bit of my time. no one, nothing waited for me, neither the blooming and craving of my beloved nor my kid's naughty looks and early childhood. Time flew by and I lost all those moments Which could have been mine. Running away from my own I only landed myself in a pseudo world with empty coffers with no one with me to share my spoil, agony and distress. Looking back there was nothing except the crowded lane that led me to my coffin. By the time I realised, the machine had a heart, life had lost its rhythm and rhyme The grey hairs of my kids were mocking t me and the lady sitting on a chair on the wheel with wrinkles all over greeted me with a faint smile. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciatio

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White HAPPY RAKHYA BANDHAN A LOOK AT LIFE-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The loss of mother is irreparable But don't mourn If you are blessed with a sister Look at her She is your mother in another form Be with her, with her share your Feelings and emotions, Bad days and good days Happiness and sorrow She will be with you in every storm Standing like a rock unperturbed The best thing That can happen to a man After father and mother Is the love and company of one's sisters. Your sister is a replica of your mother If you want to regain the paradise Everything you have lost, That love and lovely touch Just look at her the same way You look at your mother. Rakhi is not merely a thread It is love, concern and commitment personified It ties one with the other To share the ebb and tide of life together Listen to the voice of love You can hardly go wrong Love your sister with all your heart Be sure you will never look back My sisters are many To all my sisters I wish a life full and contented Let their miseries be mine My joy and happiness be theirs Let there be roses and roses on their way Leaving the thorns in my share Agony and distress if any For me take care. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty HAPPY RAKHYA BANDHAN A LOOK AT LIFE-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The loss of mother is irreparable But don't mourn If you are blessed w

White HAPPY RAKHYA BANDHAN A LOOK AT LIFE-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The loss of mother is irreparable But don't mourn If you are blessed with a sister Look at her She is your mother in another form Be with her, with her share your Feelings and emotions, Bad days and good days Happiness and sorrow She will be with you in every storm Standing like a rock unperturbed The best thing That can happen to a man After father and mother Is the love and company of one's sisters. Your sister is a replica of your mother If you want to regain the paradise Everything you have lost, That love and lovely touch Just look at her the same way You look at your mother. Rakhi is not merely a thread It is love, concern and commitment personified It ties one with the other To share the ebb and tide of life together Listen to the voice of love You can hardly go wrong Love your sister with all your heart Be sure you will never look back My sisters are many To all my sisters I wish a life full and contented Let their miseries be mine My joy and happiness be theirs Let there be roses and roses on their way Leaving the thorns in my share Agony and distress if any For me take care. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty HAPPY RAKHYA BANDHAN A LOOK AT LIFE-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The loss of mother is irreparable But don't mourn If you are blessed w

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WHY AM I HERE? In the grip of agony and apathy When life questions its own basis Frustration kills the vitals Alienation is complete and death looms large Life seems to have reached a blind end When it seems all over Life loses its breath and goes out of gear I often ask me a question Why shall I live? For whom shall I live? For what shall I live? . Comes a loving voice from within 'My son! to life, you can't say no Coz it is my gift on which You have no right and control You will live because I want you to. You will live for yourself till you know the truth. Who you are? From where you have come? To where you will go? You will be coming and going No respite from the cycle of birth and death Until you realise the truth There is neither birth nor death I am you and you are me I, you, he, we, they and the cosmic universe are but one From a distance we look different When you come closer And unveil the veil of maya The illusion of duality vanishes and what remains is pure consciousness, single and unalloyed. I know it but You have forgotten everything under the spell of maya And more identify with the body and mind Which you are not actually. When you will realise, you are pure self, Truth, Bliss and Absolute That will be your last day in the cycle of birth and rebirth Birth and death, this world and that world will lose meaning and you will go beyond space, causation and time. Father and son, devotee, devotion and the object of devotion, knowledge its source and the seeker will be one. There will be no two Only one and one you' Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WHY AM I HERE? In the grip of agony and apathy When life question

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WHY AM I HERE? In the grip of agony and apathy When life questions its own basis Frustration kills the vitals Alienation is complete and death looms large Life seems to have reached a blind end When it seems all over Life loses its breath and goes out of gear I often ask me a question Why shall I live? For whom shall I live? For what shall I live? . Comes a loving voice from within 'My son! to life, you can't say no Coz it is my gift on which You have no right and control You will live because I want you to. You will live for yourself till you know the truth. Who you are? From where you have come? To where you will go? You will be coming and going No respite from the cycle of birth and death Until you realise the truth There is neither birth nor death I am you and you are me I, you, he, we, they and the cosmic universe are but one From a distance we look different When you come closer And unveil the veil of maya The illusion of duality vanishes and what remains is pure consciousness, single and unalloyed. I know it but You have forgotten everything under the spell of maya And more identify with the body and mind Which you are not actually. When you will realise, you are pure self, Truth, Bliss and Absolute That will be your last day in the cycle of birth and rebirth Birth and death, this world and that world will lose meaning and you will go beyond space, causation and time. Father and son, devotee, devotion and the object of devotion, knowledge its source and the seeker will be one. There will be no two Only one and one you' Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-130 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WHY AM I HERE? In the grip of agony and apathy When life question

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-261 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Take my days Add these to yours Yours is for everyone Mine is only for me Take my years if you can My moments will dance in joy Seek their felicity and fulfilment In your charming demeanour and graceful gait Give me your tears Give me your pain and agony I will make these a garland Wear it with a smile on my lips Take my smile if you can They will find their quintessence in you There are tears in my smile Unseen and unheard Hope they will not affect you In my years There are many ifs and buts Not known to many Hope you will get the essence out of it And discard the rest you do not like I am as incomplete as you are My moments are as poignant as yours Let us learn how to live these We have learned to accept everything as Thy wish What sorrow and anguish, tension and anxiety can do. We have accepted everything as Thy mercy Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 7.8.2023 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2023/08/07/something-i-look-at-261/https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2023/08/something-i-look-at261.html?m=1 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-261 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Take my days Add these to yours Yours is for everyone Mine is only for me

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-261 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Take my days Add these to yours Yours is for everyone Mine is only for me Take my years if you can My moments will dance in joy Seek their felicity and fulfilment In your charming demeanour and graceful gait Give me your tears Give me your pain and agony I will make these a garland Wear it with a smile on my lips Take my smile if you can They will find their quintessence in you There are tears in my smile Unseen and unheard Hope they will not affect you In my years There are many ifs and buts Not known to many Hope you will get the essence out of it And discard the rest you do not like I am as incomplete as you are My moments are as poignant as yours Let us learn how to live these We have learned to accept everything as Thy wish What sorrow and anguish, tension and anxiety can do. We have accepted everything as Thy mercy Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 7.8.2023 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2023/08/07/something-i-look-at-261/https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2023/08/something-i-look-at261.html?m=1 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-261 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Take my days Add these to yours Yours is for everyone Mine is only for me

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White ଜାଣେନା, ମଣିଷ ହେଵାକୁ କେତେ ଜନ୍ମ ଲାଗେ । ଜାଣିଲେ ଅନ୍ତତଃ ମଣିଷଟେ ହେବାକୁ ଚେଷ୍ଟା କରନ୍ତି। ମୋ ଚଉହଦୀର ତଥାକଥିତ ମଣିଷମାନଙ୍କଠାରେ ସମ ଚେହେରା ଓ ସମ ଭାବନା ସମ ଆଵେଗ , ସମ ଦର୍ଶନ ବି ଆଵିଷ୍କାର କରେ । ଅନ୍ଯମାନଙ୍କ ସଫଳତାରେ ସାମିଲ୍ ହେଵାକୁ କେତେ ଵର୍ଷ ଲାଗିବ ବି ଜାଣେନା । ସେମାନଙ୍କ ସୁଖଦୁଃଖର ସହଭାଗୀ ହେବା ବି ଜାଣିନି, ମୋ ସମଵେଦନା ଜଣାଇବା ସମୟ ଵି ଅଜଣା ମତେ, ମୋ ମାନଙ୍କୁ। A LOOK AT LIFE-131 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE WISEST FOOL I know not How many births I am to take to become a man. I know not Ever I will be able to realise Men to my left, to my right Behind my back and standing in front Are like me having feelings and emotions Enjoying and enduring moments As and when they come. I know not How many years I will take To enjoy other's success To be with them In their moments of sorrow and happiness. I know not Whether my love, sympathy and concern Are genuine or lip services Whether my smile is as true as my tears Whether I am true to my words and gestures Whether I am the same in thought, words and deeds. Or completely different from What I pose to be I know not When I will realise Others are no different Subject to the same pleasure and pain Like me, they feel very bad When they are hurt Like me, they smile and cry Shed tears in silence Like me, they go through phases of Pangs of sorrow, agony and distress How do I wish them to endure things Which I do not want for myself? Is it because of these I am the best creation of the Almighty? I do not know how to share Sorrow and happiness Fortune and misfortune Poverty and affluence I want everything for myself Depriving others their bare minimum I live for myself and hope Others also to live for myself That is why I am the most civilised and knowledgeable The wisest fool around. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© smrutiweb.wordpress.com smrutitanuja.blogspot.com https://www.facebook.com/titutiku/ Picture-google ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_shayri ଜାଣେନା, ମଣିଷ ହେଵାକୁ କେତେ ଜନ୍ମ ଲାଗେ । ଜାଣିଲେ ଅନ୍ତତଃ ମଣିଷଟେ ହେବାକୁ ଚେଷ୍ଟା କରନ୍ତି। ମୋ ଚଉହଦୀର ତଥାକଥିତ ମଣିଷମାନଙ୍କଠାରେ ସମ ଚେହେରା ଓ ସମ

White ଜାଣେନା, ମଣିଷ ହେଵାକୁ କେତେ ଜନ୍ମ ଲାଗେ । ଜାଣିଲେ ଅନ୍ତତଃ ମଣିଷଟେ ହେବାକୁ ଚେଷ୍ଟା କରନ୍ତି। ମୋ ଚଉହଦୀର ତଥାକଥିତ ମଣିଷମାନଙ୍କଠାରେ ସମ ଚେହେରା ଓ ସମ ଭାବନା ସମ ଆଵେଗ , ସମ ଦର୍ଶନ ବି ଆଵିଷ୍କାର କରେ । ଅନ୍ଯମାନଙ୍କ ସଫଳତାରେ ସାମିଲ୍ ହେଵାକୁ କେତେ ଵର୍ଷ ଲାଗିବ ବି ଜାଣେନା । ସେମାନଙ୍କ ସୁଖଦୁଃଖର ସହଭାଗୀ ହେବା ବି ଜାଣିନି, ମୋ ସମଵେଦନା ଜଣାଇବା ସମୟ ଵି ଅଜଣା ମତେ, ମୋ ମାନଙ୍କୁ। A LOOK AT LIFE-131 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE WISEST FOOL I know not How many births I am to take to become a man. I know not Ever I will be able to realise Men to my left, to my right Behind my back and standing in front Are like me having feelings and emotions Enjoying and enduring moments As and when they come. I know not How many years I will take To enjoy other's success To be with them In their moments of sorrow and happiness. I know not Whether my love, sympathy and concern Are genuine or lip services Whether my smile is as true as my tears Whether I am true to my words and gestures Whether I am the same in thought, words and deeds. Or completely different from What I pose to be I know not When I will realise Others are no different Subject to the same pleasure and pain Like me, they feel very bad When they are hurt Like me, they smile and cry Shed tears in silence Like me, they go through phases of Pangs of sorrow, agony and distress How do I wish them to endure things Which I do not want for myself? Is it because of these I am the best creation of the Almighty? I do not know how to share Sorrow and happiness Fortune and misfortune Poverty and affluence I want everything for myself Depriving others their bare minimum I live for myself and hope Others also to live for myself That is why I am the most civilised and knowledgeable The wisest fool around. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© smrutiweb.wordpress.com smrutitanuja.blogspot.com https://www.facebook.com/titutiku/ Picture-google ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_shayri ଜାଣେନା, ମଣିଷ ହେଵାକୁ କେତେ ଜନ୍ମ ଲାଗେ । ଜାଣିଲେ ଅନ୍ତତଃ ମଣିଷଟେ ହେବାକୁ ଚେଷ୍ଟା କରନ୍ତି। ମୋ ଚଉହଦୀର ତଥାକଥିତ ମଣିଷମାନଙ୍କଠାରେ ସମ ଚେହେରା ଓ ସମ

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White ଵିଭୁ ଵିଶ୍ବାସ ଥିଲେ, ତାଙ୍କୁ ହିଁ ଭରସା କର କିଛି ଵି ସମସ୍ଯା ରହିବନି। ତାଙ୍କ ସତ୍ତାକୁ ସନ୍ଦେହ ନ କଲେ, ସଵୁ ତାଙ୍କ କରୁଣାରେ ଘଟେ। କେଵଳ ତାଙ୍କ ପାଇଁ ତମେ ଏଠି, ତକନମ ଵନ୍ଧୁ ଓ ପରିବାର, ସଵୁକିଛି ତାଙ୍କ ଦୟା। କେଵେ ଵି ଦାବୀ କରନା, ସେ ସଵୁର ଦାୟିତ୍ୱ ନିଅନ୍ତି, ଲୋକେ ତମ ଦୁର୍ଦ୍ଦିନ କଥା କହି ପରିହାସ କଲେ ଵି, ସଵୁତ ତାଙ୍କ ଇଛାରେ ହିଁ ଘଟେ। A LOOK AT LIFE-129 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY If you believe in God, Have faith in Him, You do not have a problem. You accept everything as Thy mercy Without doubting His integrity. For Him, you are here For Him your family, friends And all that you value the most. It is His grace Never claim it as a matter of right God will take care of everything. You will find His grace and will In what people say your bad days And reconcile to it with a smile on your lips What is good and bad, You do not know. Your vision and perception are limited. You know not what lies beyond. How can you say A situation is good or bad When you do not know its outcome. Your God knows it better. Leave it to Him. He is your destiny, means and end Your cherished object and fulfilment If you do not believe in God, Be your own God And see the universe As an expansion of yours. You are for yourself So also for others When you expand You become the Whole When you contract You become a solitary individual Struggling for existence. There is no reason Why a drop of water can not visualise Itself as the oceana. If you do not believe in God, There is no problem, If you realise your essential nature. You live in a thousand bodies, Die and born every moment. You are everywhere Your smile and tears, Happiness and sorrow, Agony and ecstasy are but the same. You eat in thousand mouths Speak in thousand voices You are Krishna and Sakuni Bhima, Draupadi and Dusasan Karna and Arjuna Bhisma and Aswathama Dhritarastra, Bidur and the beheaded Belalasen You are the vanquished Duryodhan And victor Yudhistira You are the tears and smile The wound bleeding perpetually You enjoy and endure all these dispassionately Without being involved in it You are truth, bliss and absolute You have nothing to do, Nothing to accomplish Only to realise Who you are actually Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© smrutiweb.wordpress.com smrutitanuja.blogspot.com https://www.facebook.com/titutiku/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #moon_day ଵିଭୁ ଵିଶ୍ବାସ ଥିଲେ, ତାଙ୍କୁ ହିଁ ଭରସା କର କିଛି ଵି ସମସ୍ଯା ରହିବନି। ତାଙ୍କ ସତ୍ତାକୁ ସନ୍ଦେହ ନ କଲେ, ସଵୁ ତାଙ୍କ କରୁଣାରେ ଘଟେ। କେଵଳ ତାଙ୍କ ପାଇଁ ତମ

White ଵିଭୁ ଵିଶ୍ବାସ ଥିଲେ, ତାଙ୍କୁ ହିଁ ଭରସା କର କିଛି ଵି ସମସ୍ଯା ରହିବନି। ତାଙ୍କ ସତ୍ତାକୁ ସନ୍ଦେହ ନ କଲେ, ସଵୁ ତାଙ୍କ କରୁଣାରେ ଘଟେ। କେଵଳ ତାଙ୍କ ପାଇଁ ତମେ ଏଠି, ତକନମ ଵନ୍ଧୁ ଓ ପରିବାର, ସଵୁକିଛି ତାଙ୍କ ଦୟା। କେଵେ ଵି ଦାବୀ କରନା, ସେ ସଵୁର ଦାୟିତ୍ୱ ନିଅନ୍ତି, ଲୋକେ ତମ ଦୁର୍ଦ୍ଦିନ କଥା କହି ପରିହାସ କଲେ ଵି, ସଵୁତ ତାଙ୍କ ଇଛାରେ ହିଁ ଘଟେ। A LOOK AT LIFE-129 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY If you believe in God, Have faith in Him, You do not have a problem. You accept everything as Thy mercy Without doubting His integrity. For Him, you are here For Him your family, friends And all that you value the most. It is His grace Never claim it as a matter of right God will take care of everything. You will find His grace and will In what people say your bad days And reconcile to it with a smile on your lips What is good and bad, You do not know. Your vision and perception are limited. You know not what lies beyond. How can you say A situation is good or bad When you do not know its outcome. Your God knows it better. Leave it to Him. He is your destiny, means and end Your cherished object and fulfilment If you do not believe in God, Be your own God And see the universe As an expansion of yours. You are for yourself So also for others When you expand You become the Whole When you contract You become a solitary individual Struggling for existence. There is no reason Why a drop of water can not visualise Itself as the oceana. If you do not believe in God, There is no problem, If you realise your essential nature. You live in a thousand bodies, Die and born every moment. You are everywhere Your smile and tears, Happiness and sorrow, Agony and ecstasy are but the same. You eat in thousand mouths Speak in thousand voices You are Krishna and Sakuni Bhima, Draupadi and Dusasan Karna and Arjuna Bhisma and Aswathama Dhritarastra, Bidur and the beheaded Belalasen You are the vanquished Duryodhan And victor Yudhistira You are the tears and smile The wound bleeding perpetually You enjoy and endure all these dispassionately Without being involved in it You are truth, bliss and absolute You have nothing to do, Nothing to accomplish Only to realise Who you are actually Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© smrutiweb.wordpress.com smrutitanuja.blogspot.com https://www.facebook.com/titutiku/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #moon_day ଵିଭୁ ଵିଶ୍ବାସ ଥିଲେ, ତାଙ୍କୁ ହିଁ ଭରସା କର କିଛି ଵି ସମସ୍ଯା ରହିବନି। ତାଙ୍କ ସତ୍ତାକୁ ସନ୍ଦେହ ନ କଲେ, ସଵୁ ତାଙ୍କ କରୁଣାରେ ଘଟେ। କେଵଳ ତାଙ୍କ ପାଇଁ ତମ

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-123 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY LIFE MOVES ON Most difficult to withstand and endure, nothing is as traumatic as widowhood for sure. Marriage is not another relationship like the other, widowhood is not just like another situation, one comes across and suffer. It shatters the basis of life, puts an end to one's dreams, fancies, likes and dislikes. Age-old habits, dogmas and superstitions only add to one's misery, vulnerability, agony and strife. If your concern is genuine, don't give her advice, don't impose your will, just be with her and let her feel someone is there to take care and look after. Convince her, things happen contrary to will but life goes on. One who is no more is dead and gone, but who is alive has a life of her own to be lived with dignity and love. Tell her still there is life in her life and the will and capacity to walk along the thorny path of it. Exhort her to assert or else the world around will make a hell of her. Let her realise she has every right to live her life as she wishes and none has the audacity to dictate terms and define her life, sorrows, happiness, identity and priority. Give her a copy of the Bhagavad Gita wherein she will find the elixir of life, a solution to her contradictions and predicaments, the way to live life. She will realise, The soul inside is beyond death and life, no weapon, no fire, no air, nothing can put an end to it and her husband is very much with her even though physically he is no more. As the soul is one, if she goes for another man, he will be her husband in another guise as the same cosmic consciousness pervades one and each. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_shayri SOMETHING I LOOK AT-123 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY LIFE MOVES ON Most difficult to withstand and endure, nothing is as traumati

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-123 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY LIFE MOVES ON Most difficult to withstand and endure, nothing is as traumatic as widowhood for sure. Marriage is not another relationship like the other, widowhood is not just like another situation, one comes across and suffer. It shatters the basis of life, puts an end to one's dreams, fancies, likes and dislikes. Age-old habits, dogmas and superstitions only add to one's misery, vulnerability, agony and strife. If your concern is genuine, don't give her advice, don't impose your will, just be with her and let her feel someone is there to take care and look after. Convince her, things happen contrary to will but life goes on. One who is no more is dead and gone, but who is alive has a life of her own to be lived with dignity and love. Tell her still there is life in her life and the will and capacity to walk along the thorny path of it. Exhort her to assert or else the world around will make a hell of her. Let her realise she has every right to live her life as she wishes and none has the audacity to dictate terms and define her life, sorrows, happiness, identity and priority. Give her a copy of the Bhagavad Gita wherein she will find the elixir of life, a solution to her contradictions and predicaments, the way to live life. She will realise, The soul inside is beyond death and life, no weapon, no fire, no air, nothing can put an end to it and her husband is very much with her even though physically he is no more. As the soul is one, if she goes for another man, he will be her husband in another guise as the same cosmic consciousness pervades one and each. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_shayri SOMETHING I LOOK AT-123 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY LIFE MOVES ON Most difficult to withstand and endure, nothing is as traumati