What's in life?
Life in a sense is very stagnant. The survival of the one-handed, mechanical Life's endeavor to avoid trouble is life. A game where the rank of defeat is in the rank of the rank. Yet it is fortunate to survive! At least people have a chance to be happy, to share in sadness. Sometimes there is a chance to be grateful to nature. It is like this: the silver moon, the clouds being swept away, the wind blowing, the woods stirred, the sleeping mountains standing on the sky, the calmness of meditation, the silence of the mysterious beauty of the mysterious eyes - these are all lucrative, Oh, what a sweet! The head comes in gratitude. But one day it will run away from the life, the time will come to an end. Ah, if you had never died!
The day goes on. Years later, winter, spring, summer, monsoon, autumn, autumn - as it used to come, it still comes, it will come in the future. But people come only once when it goes forever; Someone falls away like a dry leaf, someone leaves the uninspired memory.
These people are born in the aftermath of the next day's journey starting at 60 minutes per hour, no one can afford it. During the time a big cheater, whether it is eaten like open ice cream or not, continues to linger. And so the lifespan of time tied up is very expensive, very precious. But so she is not afraid to be filled with pockets in full pockets. There is no real benefit by showing extra interest in keeping whatever is going.
Life is running. Table break and break game. After the hundred plans, the future is uncertain. And so strange his attraction, his fearlessness. To move forward, the name of life is going forward. Death is the name of death.
In fact, the power and the likelihood of people is the biggest thing. That is the person's life. People are sunrise and sunset people, day and day people. And so people have to do something to survive. Everyone understands their needs. They are clever, clever people; They are not fools. But everyone learns to be successful in life. People want to see themselves back. So in the sea of memory, the dwarf looks like the dwarfs of the past, pearls of the past. Memory feels great to be from Vartu.
Human beings grow from Maya, love comes from Maya. But if the respect does not mix with her, then she has to become feared once the love is over. In one life, everything that a person possesses prizes itself for everything - with knowledge, power, intelligence, and sometimes life.
Sadness is the extract of life. There is no parody of sadness. Under the gloomy sky, there is so much pain on the other side of the sun like the sunrise sunlight. Who does not know, those who have suffered a lot in life, are the real claimants of happiness.
There are people in the world, who are happy to get away from keeping something away. Joy is the biggest thing in life so that it gets pleasure. In the words of Robi Thakur, "He gives the power of miraculous happiness, his pain is inexhaustible." He wants to find the way to a beautiful, dreamy and pleasurable day that is precious and desirable to him. "In the happy times, people forget to save money on a day-to-day basis. Actually, if perfection can recall future dysfunction, then where was he fulfilled? "(Shabnam: Syed Mujtaba Ali).
Lack of inspiration to see love, happiness and dreams in today's world. Swami Vivekananda said, “The world is need of those whose life is one burning love-selfless. The love will make every word tell like a thunderbolt. Awake, awake great souls! The world is burning in misery, can you sleep?”
The best way to live a golden life on earth is to find happiness in life. Joy comes from a sincere love of the world and life. And God is in love. The temple of love cannot be made in the object. A body of love. The mind and the soul are unholy, it is God's due.
Those who feel love are very fortunate, they believe that love brings life to life. If you want to put life in a word, then 'love' is the inevitable word. God's outstanding poetry and ritual love in all creatures stimulate our fervor and immerse yourself in love and cheer on the love chest. Sadness, frustration, disappointment, disappointment, the painting of the dream world, whose life will be love and Sivananda Today, those who are frightened and sad like the sad angels in the valley of grief, one day they will find the way of life in the rainbow-road .... in the flowerpot of dreams, joy, and love
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