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perpetually try to make affluence a boon for you, never let it to be a curse💗 Help those who need it the most💗 #Affluence =#wealth #tpmdcurse #tpmd #yqbaba #curse #boon #social

perpetually try to make affluence a boon for you, never let it to be a curse💗 Help those who need it the most💗 #Affluence =#wealth #tpmdcurse #tpmd #yqbaba #curse #boon #social

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#Poverty Outside in the shade of mom's dripping saree The little girl stares long past the heavy rain Into the glass restaurant with its crowd in glee At a kid's paper boats off tissues on the pane #smimano Poverty isn't the lack of affluence, but the lack of happiness in freedom. Imagination is the only currency of true wealth. Musi

#Poverty Outside in the shade of mom's dripping saree The little girl stares long past the heavy rain Into the glass restaurant with its crowd in glee At a kid's paper boats off tissues on the pane #smimano Poverty isn't the lack of affluence, but the lack of happiness in freedom. Imagination is the only currency of true wealth. Musi

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A LOOK-181 Like poverty and affluence Sorrow and happiness Relationship is for a period of time. However intense and gratifying it may be, No relationship except with the Almighty Is beyond space and time. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 16.12.19 #A LOOK-181 Like poverty and affluence Sorrow and happiness Relationship is for a period of time. However intense and gratifying it may be,

A LOOK-181 Like poverty and affluence Sorrow and happiness Relationship is for a period of time. However intense and gratifying it may be, No relationship except with the Almighty Is beyond space and time. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 16.12.19 #A LOOK-181 Like poverty and affluence Sorrow and happiness Relationship is for a period of time. However intense and gratifying it may be,

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A LOOK-181 Like poverty and affluence Sorrow and happiness Relationship is for a period of time. However intense and gratifying it may be, No relationship except with the Almighty Is beyond space and time. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 16.12.19 #SAD A LOOK-181 Like poverty and affluence Sorrow and happiness Relationship is for a period of time. However intense and gratifying it may

A LOOK-181 Like poverty and affluence Sorrow and happiness Relationship is for a period of time. However intense and gratifying it may be, No relationship except with the Almighty Is beyond space and time. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 16.12.19 #SAD A LOOK-181 Like poverty and affluence Sorrow and happiness Relationship is for a period of time. However intense and gratifying it may

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A LOOK-181 Like poverty and affluence Sorrow and happiness Relationship is for a period of time. However intense and gratifying it may be, No relationship except with the Almighty Is beyond space and time. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 16.12.19 #SAD A LOOK-181 Like poverty and affluence Sorrow and happiness Relationship is for a period of time. However intense and gratifying it may

A LOOK-181 Like poverty and affluence Sorrow and happiness Relationship is for a period of time. However intense and gratifying it may be, No relationship except with the Almighty Is beyond space and time. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© 16.12.19 #SAD A LOOK-181 Like poverty and affluence Sorrow and happiness Relationship is for a period of time. However intense and gratifying it may

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Meaning of love would have remained incomplete, For love would have only be glorified as the art of giving, As the heart of the giver shining. But, is love all about giving? Nay, It is equally about accepting, Receiving and reflecting, Glowing with all serenity and humility. Without someone to receive, The giver does not exist, And in the world of boasting the affluence, Moon testifies, Even a dull rock becomes bright and beautiful, When it recieves and reciprocates with gratitude.— % & Without the moon, Meaning of love would have remained incomplete, For love would have only be glorified as the art of giving, As the heart o

Meaning of love would have remained incomplete, For love would have only be glorified as the art of giving, As the heart of the giver shining. But, is love all about giving? Nay, It is equally about accepting, Receiving and reflecting, Glowing with all serenity and humility. Without someone to receive, The giver does not exist, And in the world of boasting the affluence, Moon testifies, Even a dull rock becomes bright and beautiful, When it recieves and reciprocates with gratitude.— % & Without the moon, Meaning of love would have remained incomplete, For love would have only be glorified as the art of giving, As the heart o

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SOMETHING I LOOK AT-3 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Something we relish I search for it in the lost paradise, in the solitary confinement of Taj in the tears of Sahajahan, and in all that is beautiful and scintillating. I search for it in meadows and mountains, in poverty and affluence, in hope and despair It eludes my grasp. It is a feeling, a feeling of completeness, one has after being completely becoming one's forgetting the world around at once A glimpse of it, one can have after emptying oneself, when every beat of the heart throbs for it, every drop of blood flows for it. For the sake of it, one can live and die. It is so fulfilling and enriching, makes life a paradise on earth To have it, one has to have a pair of eyes that only sees it, a loving heart that only feels it, and a simple mind that only reciprocates it. Something, we all relish, but few have it, platonic love is hardly realised. copyright@smrutiranjan21.5.2015 #Drops SOMETHING I LOOK AT-3 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Something we relish I search for it in the lost paradise, in the solitary confinem

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-3 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Something we relish I search for it in the lost paradise, in the solitary confinement of Taj in the tears of Sahajahan, and in all that is beautiful and scintillating. I search for it in meadows and mountains, in poverty and affluence, in hope and despair It eludes my grasp. It is a feeling, a feeling of completeness, one has after being completely becoming one's forgetting the world around at once A glimpse of it, one can have after emptying oneself, when every beat of the heart throbs for it, every drop of blood flows for it. For the sake of it, one can live and die. It is so fulfilling and enriching, makes life a paradise on earth To have it, one has to have a pair of eyes that only sees it, a loving heart that only feels it, and a simple mind that only reciprocates it. Something, we all relish, but few have it, platonic love is hardly realised. copyright@smrutiranjan21.5.2015 #Drops SOMETHING I LOOK AT-3 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Something we relish I search for it in the lost paradise, in the solitary confinem

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A LOOK AT LIFE-50 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY How long i am here in this world of fading love and changing colours? how long i am here in this world of ceaseless desires and unending glamour? Of what use a beautiful house a caring wife and flourishing kids when everything so transient and unreal Of what use pelf and power plenty and affluence, science and religion when i do not know the reason for why i am here? who am i, from where i come to where i ultimately go? Of what use all these appreciation, recognition laurels and accolades when everything is for a period either they will say me goodbye or i will one day or other Of what use my knowledge and education when i do not know me and my identity if death is the end of life why life here? if nothing is for my possession and nothing is mine why i am here? let me think and look within and beyond this world of spellbinding grandeur to know the real me a bit more copyright@smrutiranjan 14.12.2017 ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty A LOOK AT LIFE-50 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY How long i am here in this world of fading love and changing colours? how long i am here in this

A LOOK AT LIFE-50 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY How long i am here in this world of fading love and changing colours? how long i am here in this world of ceaseless desires and unending glamour? Of what use a beautiful house a caring wife and flourishing kids when everything so transient and unreal Of what use pelf and power plenty and affluence, science and religion when i do not know the reason for why i am here? who am i, from where i come to where i ultimately go? Of what use all these appreciation, recognition laurels and accolades when everything is for a period either they will say me goodbye or i will one day or other Of what use my knowledge and education when i do not know me and my identity if death is the end of life why life here? if nothing is for my possession and nothing is mine why i am here? let me think and look within and beyond this world of spellbinding grandeur to know the real me a bit more copyright@smrutiranjan 14.12.2017 ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty A LOOK AT LIFE-50 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY How long i am here in this world of fading love and changing colours? how long i am here in this

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SOMETHING I LOOK AT-97 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM YOUR SERVANT My Lord! the more I run away from you, the more I feel alienated, the more I think I am walking on my own the more I deceive myself, the more miserable I become. The moment I think, I am the doer, You move away from my vision, the darkness of the universe descends, life becomes too heavy a burden, living a meaningless struggle. Under the spell of maya I come again and again, forget You, our relation. You always lure me with your wealth and splendour, I fall an easy prey to it and consider Your affluence as the be all and end all, deprive me of You, Your bliss and make a mess of my life Please remind me as and when l go wrong. My Lord! a servant remains a servant, can he ever become master of his own? What to do with your wealth? Let me remain where i was, at your lotus feet, my love and treasure The meaning of my life lies only in carrying out Your orders, not in carrying myself looking after Your affluence, doing Your work, without being involved, as a servant and caretaker. My life and its fulfilment lies not in gratifying my senses, feeding my ego and appetite, but in real surrender at thy feet I may run away, may commit a thousand mistakes, but the Master is the Master, He can never go wrong. Wherever and in whichever situation I am, my chain is forever in Your hand. You are always my master, be with me, be on my lips, be before my eyes in my moment's of bliss and idiocy, misadventure and stupidity. You are my only possession. Without You, Your gift, my life on earth is meaningless like a flower without hue and fragrance. Here nobody and nothing is mine. Let me have you in me, the only reality in all my moments, conscious subconscious and unconscious My lord! if my love is true, my craving is genuine, let me surrender with my heart and soul. A servant can only beg for his Master's mercy, be with me, be it heaven or hell, hardly matter, guide and see me through Your cosmic illusion and let me remain Your servant forever, here and hereafter. © smrutiranjan 18.8.2018 #SOMETHING I LOOK AT-97 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM YOUR SERVANT My Lord! the more I run away from you, the more I feel alienated,

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-97 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM YOUR SERVANT My Lord! the more I run away from you, the more I feel alienated, the more I think I am walking on my own the more I deceive myself, the more miserable I become. The moment I think, I am the doer, You move away from my vision, the darkness of the universe descends, life becomes too heavy a burden, living a meaningless struggle. Under the spell of maya I come again and again, forget You, our relation. You always lure me with your wealth and splendour, I fall an easy prey to it and consider Your affluence as the be all and end all, deprive me of You, Your bliss and make a mess of my life Please remind me as and when l go wrong. My Lord! a servant remains a servant, can he ever become master of his own? What to do with your wealth? Let me remain where i was, at your lotus feet, my love and treasure The meaning of my life lies only in carrying out Your orders, not in carrying myself looking after Your affluence, doing Your work, without being involved, as a servant and caretaker. My life and its fulfilment lies not in gratifying my senses, feeding my ego and appetite, but in real surrender at thy feet I may run away, may commit a thousand mistakes, but the Master is the Master, He can never go wrong. Wherever and in whichever situation I am, my chain is forever in Your hand. You are always my master, be with me, be on my lips, be before my eyes in my moment's of bliss and idiocy, misadventure and stupidity. You are my only possession. Without You, Your gift, my life on earth is meaningless like a flower without hue and fragrance. Here nobody and nothing is mine. Let me have you in me, the only reality in all my moments, conscious subconscious and unconscious My lord! if my love is true, my craving is genuine, let me surrender with my heart and soul. A servant can only beg for his Master's mercy, be with me, be it heaven or hell, hardly matter, guide and see me through Your cosmic illusion and let me remain Your servant forever, here and hereafter. © smrutiranjan 18.8.2018 #SOMETHING I LOOK AT-97 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM YOUR SERVANT My Lord! the more I run away from you, the more I feel alienated,

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Life is a complicated mathematic, extremely intricate and deceptive. We spend our entire life on it, making a lot of permutations and combinations, calculating and manipulating the resources at our disposal to gain undue advantages over others. We call it a competition and justify our action in the name of survival of the fittest. In this battle of unequal, innocent people are made scapegoats and their hopes and aspirations are crucified upon a cross of gold. But life defies all calculations and proves all permutation and combination to be awfully inadequate to take care of the intricacies of life. There is a limit to human perception for we do not see what is in store for us. The entire planning may go wrong for the next moment may not be ours. While living a life in the midst of luxury and affluence we should think of others who are barely making their both ends meet for the world is as much theirs as it is ours. Let us realise the stern and naked reality of life and give breathing space to others and live a full life and die a full death on which everyone will mourn. copyright@smrutiranjan #Life is a complicated mathematic, extremely intricate and deceptive. We spend our entire life on it, making a lot of permutations and combi

Life is a complicated mathematic, extremely intricate and deceptive. We spend our entire life on it, making a lot of permutations and combinations, calculating and manipulating the resources at our disposal to gain undue advantages over others. We call it a competition and justify our action in the name of survival of the fittest. In this battle of unequal, innocent people are made scapegoats and their hopes and aspirations are crucified upon a cross of gold. But life defies all calculations and proves all permutation and combination to be awfully inadequate to take care of the intricacies of life. There is a limit to human perception for we do not see what is in store for us. The entire planning may go wrong for the next moment may not be ours. While living a life in the midst of luxury and affluence we should think of others who are barely making their both ends meet for the world is as much theirs as it is ours. Let us realise the stern and naked reality of life and give breathing space to others and live a full life and die a full death on which everyone will mourn. copyright@smrutiranjan #Life is a complicated mathematic, extremely intricate and deceptive. We spend our entire life on it, making a lot of permutations and combi