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Glimpses of Sentiments
I have started sacred fire, a ceremonial performance of a sacrifice of pious waiting for you since long; without any coma or semicolon. Only after your arrival there will be a full-stop to it. Uptil then my each act will become only waiting eagerly for
you.
In whatever, whichever act of mine, you mix with me, all that work become prayer - Sentiments and Devotion. Oh the king of deatached great people ! Forgetting a person who has invited you, without any invitation, reaching somewhere, like 'JIRAW SHETH' do not leave me struggling with miseries. Wherever you arrive on your own there in their courtyard there will be only fountains of 'kesar', 'kanku' - 'gulal! You made that Chandanbala fortunate ! You made that Shreyanskumar pious ! You went to that horse on your own. Either you call me there or you kindly accept my loving letter of invitation I do not want to tell anything more than this.
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