Back to the plain with swami Vivekananda in my heart and mon cholo nijo neketane whispering in my ears ,pinning away for the pines and the oaks ,its like some one is tearing at my heart.There are many a pain which is too deep for tears.
To get back to normalcy I hit on Jane Austen ,my all time favourite author ,saw Pride and prejudice and Jane Eyre.I am not here yet.I leave it to time , will be done in its own time.
I was at satkhol in the Himalayas for a retreat .words cannot define what it's like there.Its magestic ,beautiful suddenly the regular life stop touching you.In the presence of such magnificence every thing else is details,as if the strength of the Mountain percolates your being and you are awed at being a part of this wonderous beauty .No matter how small you are a part of all this,I am grateful to
Be just Be.thank you.God bless.
To get back to normalcy I hit on Jane Austen ,my all time favourite author ,saw Pride and prejudice and Jane Eyre.I am not here yet.I leave it to time , will be done in its own time.
I was at satkhol in the Himalayas for a retreat .words cannot define what it's like there.Its magestic ,beautiful suddenly the regular life stop touching you.In the presence of such magnificence every thing else is details,as if the strength of the Mountain percolates your being and you are awed at being a part of this wonderous beauty .No matter how small you are a part of all this,I am grateful to
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