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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-117 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I STILL HAVE THE MOMENTS I know not how much I love you and what you mean to me, where do I stand in a world so lovingly blanketed by you? But I always miss and forget the day, you stepped into my life, changed everything around and made me a man of worth and life a beautiful reality yet to be explored. The reason being you made each day so beautiful, so special and fascinating, each more spellbinding than the other, I just forgot the previous one. Even after so many years, it seems as if yesterday I fell in love and today will tie the nuptial knot in presence of the Goddess of love When I look back to those toiling days, mental agony, physical stress and hardship, I find you standing like a rock encountering the odds, enduring all the pain alone without giving a hint to what you have done. It is for you, I am here. It is for you, life, its beauty and colours Whatever I see, I see you, your efforts, purpose and commitment translated into reality You know I can't live with anyone else. You have carried me all along, be with me till I am here. You know! I can't carry me I still need the able navigator in the boisterous sea Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-117 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I STILL HAVE THE MOMENTS I know not how much I love you and what you me

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-117 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I STILL HAVE THE MOMENTS I know not how much I love you and what you mean to me, where do I stand in a world so lovingly blanketed by you? But I always miss and forget the day, you stepped into my life, changed everything around and made me a man of worth and life a beautiful reality yet to be explored. The reason being you made each day so beautiful, so special and fascinating, each more spellbinding than the other, I just forgot the previous one. Even after so many years, it seems as if yesterday I fell in love and today will tie the nuptial knot in presence of the Goddess of love When I look back to those toiling days, mental agony, physical stress and hardship, I find you standing like a rock encountering the odds, enduring all the pain alone without giving a hint to what you have done. It is for you, I am here. It is for you, life, its beauty and colours Whatever I see, I see you, your efforts, purpose and commitment translated into reality You know I can't live with anyone else. You have carried me all along, be with me till I am here. You know! I can't carry me I still need the able navigator in the boisterous sea Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sad_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-117 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I STILL HAVE THE MOMENTS I know not how much I love you and what you me