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then, would like to lose this being would like to sleep for ever. I pray to the Lord that my being may vanish, my existence may completely merge into nothingness, that's all!"
At this the Lord says 'The elimination of being is not possible, son! Being is the friend of the struggle, of the battle, being is the immortal song of happiness.'
'I beg your pardon your wish could not be fulfilled oh enjoyer Purusa!'
At this the pen's throat too gets choked with emotion and supporting the mother
"Some times compassion overflows from my eyes at some condition, and sometimes redness gets reflected at some other condition; what should I do, weep..or..laugh at this strangeness of the world?
Silent Soil :: 151
