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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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The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and she gets up from the chair and looks out of the window and sees that the clouds were thundering and it was raining heavily. And she saw a bird on the window outside her house which was getting wet in the rain. Nikki picked up the bird from her window and brought it inside the room. Then she saw that the bird's wing was hurt, that is why it could not fly when it rained. Similarly, when we are hurt from within, then we also cannot fight the storm because when our heart is hurt from inside, then our wings get hurt and the wings show our dreams, our desires. If we stop fighting, then our wings will get hurt and we can never fly with our wings. ©#Nikita kour The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and

The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and she gets up from the chair and looks out of the window and sees that the clouds were thundering and it was raining heavily. And she saw a bird on the window outside her house which was getting wet in the rain. Nikki picked up the bird from her window and brought it inside the room. Then she saw that the bird's wing was hurt, that is why it could not fly when it rained. Similarly, when we are hurt from within, then we also cannot fight the storm because when our heart is hurt from inside, then our wings get hurt and the wings show our dreams, our desires. If we stop fighting, then our wings will get hurt and we can never fly with our wings. ©#Nikita kour The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and

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White हर हाल मुस्कुराऊँ यह मेरा अहद है , वो समझते हैं जैसे मेरी ज़िन्दगी शहद है .. नासमझ क्या जाने दिल में गम हैं कितने कितनी ज्दो जहद है ...... ©Manmohan Singh #sad_shayari struggle within

White हर हाल मुस्कुराऊँ यह मेरा अहद है , वो समझते हैं जैसे मेरी ज़िन्दगी शहद है .. नासमझ क्या जाने दिल में गम हैं कितने कितनी ज्दो जहद है ...... ©Manmohan Singh #sad_shayari struggle within

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Every motivational story you read is a spark; use it to fuel the fire within and craft your own narrative of courage and determination. ©Srinivas Every motivational story you read is a spark; use it to fuel the fire within and craft your own narrative of courage and determination.

Every motivational story you read is a spark; use it to fuel the fire within and craft your own narrative of courage and determination. ©Srinivas Every motivational story you read is a spark; use it to fuel the fire within and craft your own narrative of courage and determination.

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White Everyone is fighting a battle within we don't know about. Be compassionate🌸 ©Internet Jockey #sad_shayari Everyone is fighting a battle within we don't know about. Be compassionate🌸

White Everyone is fighting a battle within we don't know about. Be compassionate🌸 ©Internet Jockey #sad_shayari Everyone is fighting a battle within we don't know about. Be compassionate🌸

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White ଯେଣେ ଶ୍ରଦ୍ଧା ଯାଉ ତମ ମନ, କେବଳ ଦେଖ ତାକୁ , ତା ଗତାଗତକୁ, ଆପେ ଆପେ କ୍ଳାନ୍ତ ହେଇ ଯେଠାରୁ ସେ ଯାଇଥିଲା, ସେଠାକୁ ସେ ଆସିବ ବାହୁଡି । ଅନୁଧ୍ୟାନ କର ତମ ପ୍ରଶ୍ବାସ ନିଃଶ୍ବାସର ଗତି । କେଵେ ବି ଜଡିତ ହୁଅନା, ଦେଖ , ସେ ନେଇଯିବ ଗୋଟେ ଆଶ୍ଚର୍ଯ୍ୟ ବିଶ୍ବକୁ, ଯେଉଁଠି ପ୍ରତ୍ୟକ୍ଷ କରିବ ମହାମହିମ ସତ୍ତାକୁ। SOMETHING I LOOK AT-87 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Let your mind go wherever it likes. Don't chase it. Just watch it, watch its movement. It will get tired, come back on its own and be there where you want it to be. Watch your breath coming in and going out. Never get involved in the process. It will go slower and slower and take you to that land of wonder where you will identify and become one with the source. Go beyond your external senses of perception. Dive deep inside, listen to the beats of your heart, the voice within and the divine melody emanating. Your mind will stop roaming and your whole being will come to stand still in bliss and harmony. Feel the cosmic consciousness moving through the spine from mooladhar chakra to Sahasrasara, blood flowing through your arteries and veins, the subtle vibrations deep inside. Be with it, its rhythm and rhyme. Watch the you, you call yourself as a silent observer. It will let you know who you actually are, pure consciousness, distinct from body, mind, and intellect, with which you closely identify ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari ଯେଣେ ଶ୍ରଦ୍ଧା ଯାଉ ତମ ମନ, କେବଳ ଦେଖ ତାକୁ , ତା ଗତାଗତକୁ, ଆପେ ଆପେ କ୍ଳାନ୍ତ ହେଇ ଯେଠାରୁ ସେ ଯାଇଥିଲା, ସେଠାକୁ ସେ ଆସିବ ବାହୁଡି । ଅନୁଧ୍ୟାନ

White ଯେଣେ ଶ୍ରଦ୍ଧା ଯାଉ ତମ ମନ, କେବଳ ଦେଖ ତାକୁ , ତା ଗତାଗତକୁ, ଆପେ ଆପେ କ୍ଳାନ୍ତ ହେଇ ଯେଠାରୁ ସେ ଯାଇଥିଲା, ସେଠାକୁ ସେ ଆସିବ ବାହୁଡି । ଅନୁଧ୍ୟାନ କର ତମ ପ୍ରଶ୍ବାସ ନିଃଶ୍ବାସର ଗତି । କେଵେ ବି ଜଡିତ ହୁଅନା, ଦେଖ , ସେ ନେଇଯିବ ଗୋଟେ ଆଶ୍ଚର୍ଯ୍ୟ ବିଶ୍ବକୁ, ଯେଉଁଠି ପ୍ରତ୍ୟକ୍ଷ କରିବ ମହାମହିମ ସତ୍ତାକୁ। SOMETHING I LOOK AT-87 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Let your mind go wherever it likes. Don't chase it. Just watch it, watch its movement. It will get tired, come back on its own and be there where you want it to be. Watch your breath coming in and going out. Never get involved in the process. It will go slower and slower and take you to that land of wonder where you will identify and become one with the source. Go beyond your external senses of perception. Dive deep inside, listen to the beats of your heart, the voice within and the divine melody emanating. Your mind will stop roaming and your whole being will come to stand still in bliss and harmony. Feel the cosmic consciousness moving through the spine from mooladhar chakra to Sahasrasara, blood flowing through your arteries and veins, the subtle vibrations deep inside. Be with it, its rhythm and rhyme. Watch the you, you call yourself as a silent observer. It will let you know who you actually are, pure consciousness, distinct from body, mind, and intellect, with which you closely identify ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari ଯେଣେ ଶ୍ରଦ୍ଧା ଯାଉ ତମ ମନ, କେବଳ ଦେଖ ତାକୁ , ତା ଗତାଗତକୁ, ଆପେ ଆପେ କ୍ଳାନ୍ତ ହେଇ ଯେଠାରୁ ସେ ଯାଇଥିଲା, ସେଠାକୁ ସେ ଆସିବ ବାହୁଡି । ଅନୁଧ୍ୟାନ