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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-118 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MY FATHER The word that touches me hard and closest to my heart is father. The word that is music to my ear, the divine Onkar is my father. The word that runs in each drop of my blood, the word my tongue so eager to utter is my father The man, my whole being die to visualize, the voice of whom my ears avid to listen is none else but my father. The man who is larger than life, the picture of confidence, the epitome of love and sacrifice is my father The man who has done no wrong, whose very presence inspires confidence is my father. The teacher who loved his students more than his kids and for whom his students are his sons by culture is my father. I was his son by birth, but he never told me whether I could become his son by culture. I know not How come I am alive, when you, my idol is no more. How I am fighting against all odds, the vagaries of life, the turbulent sea, the violent weather when the able navigator is no more. You have not died. Fathers never die, remain alive as a feeling and consciousness, and that is what guides me in every step. You know what you mean to me, to the people who know you, and you are still in the heart of our hearts, showing the way, guiding us to perfection. When I fumble, I always find you behind the back patting my shoulder, murmuring in the ear, "My child! I am here, always with you forever" Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-118 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MY FATHER The word that touches me hard and closest to my hear

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-118 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MY FATHER The word that touches me hard and closest to my heart is father. The word that is music to my ear, the divine Onkar is my father. The word that runs in each drop of my blood, the word my tongue so eager to utter is my father The man, my whole being die to visualize, the voice of whom my ears avid to listen is none else but my father. The man who is larger than life, the picture of confidence, the epitome of love and sacrifice is my father The man who has done no wrong, whose very presence inspires confidence is my father. The teacher who loved his students more than his kids and for whom his students are his sons by culture is my father. I was his son by birth, but he never told me whether I could become his son by culture. I know not How come I am alive, when you, my idol is no more. How I am fighting against all odds, the vagaries of life, the turbulent sea, the violent weather when the able navigator is no more. You have not died. Fathers never die, remain alive as a feeling and consciousness, and that is what guides me in every step. You know what you mean to me, to the people who know you, and you are still in the heart of our hearts, showing the way, guiding us to perfection. When I fumble, I always find you behind the back patting my shoulder, murmuring in the ear, "My child! I am here, always with you forever" Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-118 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MY FATHER The word that touches me hard and closest to my hear

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-113 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY A ROMANCE WITH DEATH I bow down to you, my death for we mortals, you are the reality, friend, philosopher and guide saviour, the most precious gift, my worthiest possession that gives me the feel that with others i can be at par with my love! people call you death an end to one's existence or a prelude to a new beginning for me, you are the elixir in you lie my salvation from worries and anxieties, unhappiness and miseries and a means to live my life with a hope that one day i will be there with others where i tried hard but failed to be you make life acceptable more bearable to live in make it look fascinating and beautiful without your graceful touch and voice of thunder life would have been difficult to live with the vast multitude of people living in an unequal world languishing in perpetual inequality, injustice, squalor and poverty, with no hope of having parity in this life. with nothing to look forward to, wounded ego, lost love, shattered dreams how difficult to live and let live endure life and its vagaries you are the only reality in a world of relativity for you, same are the men on the street and those who are at the height of glory, success and might i bow down before you the queen of justice no one can escape from you the only reality under your spell come each rich and poor, ugly and beautiful living with you, falling in love and romancing with you is the biggest romance one can look forward to blessed is he who understands you realises you while still alive how can one live life unless he understands how beautiful and gratifying death is? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #lonely_quotes SOMETHING I LOOK AT-113 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY A ROMANCE WITH DEATH I bow down to you, my death for we mortal

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-113 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY A ROMANCE WITH DEATH I bow down to you, my death for we mortals, you are the reality, friend, philosopher and guide saviour, the most precious gift, my worthiest possession that gives me the feel that with others i can be at par with my love! people call you death an end to one's existence or a prelude to a new beginning for me, you are the elixir in you lie my salvation from worries and anxieties, unhappiness and miseries and a means to live my life with a hope that one day i will be there with others where i tried hard but failed to be you make life acceptable more bearable to live in make it look fascinating and beautiful without your graceful touch and voice of thunder life would have been difficult to live with the vast multitude of people living in an unequal world languishing in perpetual inequality, injustice, squalor and poverty, with no hope of having parity in this life. with nothing to look forward to, wounded ego, lost love, shattered dreams how difficult to live and let live endure life and its vagaries you are the only reality in a world of relativity for you, same are the men on the street and those who are at the height of glory, success and might i bow down before you the queen of justice no one can escape from you the only reality under your spell come each rich and poor, ugly and beautiful living with you, falling in love and romancing with you is the biggest romance one can look forward to blessed is he who understands you realises you while still alive how can one live life unless he understands how beautiful and gratifying death is? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #lonely_quotes SOMETHING I LOOK AT-113 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY A ROMANCE WITH DEATH I bow down to you, my death for we mortal