The Real Journey
He opens the door and His arms.
Here comes the end of this page, and my poem,
yet with this, will prevail the eternal existence of endless journey into spiritual galaxies.
Every morning, giving rise to the Sun of Knowledge burning the veils of ‘no-knowledge’
That ‘no-knowledge’ had wrapped and trapped our souls, for countless ages.
We Are Held Hostage
Our inability to be freed from our vices and habits are holding us hostage, keeping us from fulfilling our goals and coming up in life. This is the weakness of our minds. When mind becomes our master, we get under its control. Let us reverse the role with a firm determination.
MISS ME - BUT LET ME GO
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom filled room
Why cry for a soul set free
Lives Affected by 'Anaamat' Movement
Let us pause a little from our routine to pay respect to those who LOST THEIR LIVES FOR NO FAULT OF THEIR OWN. Long going demands for 'અનામત' have been ongoing among different groups within our Country since very long.
MIRROR IMAGE
In the behaviour and conversations
of our grownup children to us,
we see a vivid mirror-image of all
the behaviour & treatment we rendered
to our parents, in our
extravagant & careless childhood.
In the Evenings of Lie
In the Evenings of Lie, let us come above
our social involvements
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