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Glimpses of Sentiments
YOU GET SO MUCH LIKED THAT THE WORLD IS NOT
LIKED
Oh the crown of my heart! To stick to an instrument and to disregard a goal; and their adverse impact you knew and understood.
You pardon me for this mischievous behaviour.
Will you do it?
Then I want to talk to you about a thing.
Listen.
I like you really but I also like the world.
Now you get so much liked that I never like the world again. Your beauty becomes so bewitching that I get bored seeing the beauty of the opposite sex.
Your virtues become so attractive that the instinct of seeing only evils in others dies down.
Your 'SADHANA' gets so much fixed in my heart that all other detractions of life proceed to a funeral place.
Your feelings of worshipping get so much liked that my feelings of detractions remaining since time immemorial, themselves accept their banishment.
There would be such joy in your penance that I get bored of 'PARANA'.
Your feelings of joy is liked so much that the slandering market of mine goes on strike.
Feelings of friendship with you gets liked so much feelings of hatred, contempt never take birth.
Your compassion will be liked so much that hardness simply can
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