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Land of Lords
Land of Ashram
Land of Gurus
Land of beauty
Land of Faith
Land of innocence
Land of Meditation
Land of Festival
with love
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Are you positive on your way?
I mean less mistakes everyday?
How much happiness you earn daily,
And how much time you need to pay?
Do you know?
I mean less mistakes everyday?
How much happiness you earn daily,
And how much time you need to pay?
Do you know?
Calculated time is stored in your ROM.
In curved line on graph of your palm.
When'll you understand the meaning of your life?
It's a program running in earth drive.
Somewhere in the system of God,
Where he is seeking for even 'n' odd.
Working on project everyday.
He's creating software for Milky Way.
Entrance will be based on merit.
Certificates will be your positive sprit.
So increase your accuracy,
Improve your feed.
Gain more purity,
By deleting bad deeds.
But be careful 'n' alert in job you do,
Always remember that god has not given you the option
'Undo'.
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I saw nothing but
I was not blind.
C imbued my heart
'N' expounded my mind.
I was not blind.
C imbued my heart
'N' expounded my mind.
Someone I don't know
Someone whom you all know
Brighter than hot
Bitter than wine,
Transpired through my eye
Was pure 'n' only mine.
I guessed I was dreaming
But I was wrong
When opened the eyes
I found C was gone.
What was that?
'N' what I missed?
Wid little fear
I felt as I was kissed.
From my eye to my cheek
It was calm, cool 'n' bloom
Sour but sweet
Though that was never maroon.
Then I guessed tear
'N' yes that was
I called that 'her'
'N' her love for all that cause.
then C said u r in love
What I maintained.
Yes tear said the truth
I was in love I was in fen.
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Bliss cannot be understood. It is extremely difficult to get into bliss. After many lifetimes you get into bliss. It is even more difficult to get out of bliss. All that you seek in your life is bliss, that divine union with your source, and everything else in the world distracts you from that goal. There are a zillion things to distract you from that goal in so many ways. So many unexplainable, incomprehensible ways of not coming home.
The mind is kept alive by cravings and aversions - shoulds or should nots and wants. Only when the mind dies does the bliss dawn. Bliss is the abode of all divinity, all devas. It is possible only in this human body to comprehend, to uphold, and having had a human life and having known this path, if you still do not realize this - you are at the greatest loss. The cravings and aversions make your heart hard. There is no use in being polite in your behavior. You can be rude in your behavior but you cannot be rough in your heart. If you are rude in your behavior, it is acceptable, but not if you are rough in your heart. The world does not care how you are inside. It only looks to your behavior. The Divine does not care how you are outside – It only looks to your inside. Never let any tiny bit of dislike or craving house in your heart. Let it be fresh, soft and fragrant like a rose.
It is such an illusion – you dislike someone or something, and this only makes you hard and your hardness takes a long time to soften, to disappear. It is such a trap for keeping you away from the treasure. Nothing in this material world can give you contentment. An outer-looking mind seeking for contentment gets discontented and the discontentment grows, and complaints and negativity start hardening the brain, clouding the awareness (the aura), and forming a huge cloud of negative energy. When the negativity reaches its peak, like an overloaded balloon, it bursts and comes back to the Divinity. You can never escape the Divine, the long route of negativity, or the instantaneous positive approach. When the Divinity dawns, in no time the shift happens from the untruth to truth, from darkness to light, from the dull inert matter to the sparkling spirit. When the heart is hard, there is no fun. You cannot experience fun.
Jai GuruDev
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What's special today?
No rain but it's raining outside.
Look that wind shez opening my dairy,
And reading some passage inside.
No rain but it's raining outside.
Look that wind shez opening my dairy,
And reading some passage inside.
Lokin for some days
Calendar flips time to time.
Clouds! Hey what about the clouds?
Shez hiding in sun 'n'
Presenting moon wid melodious Rhyme.
My pen jumped off of my table,
Now rolling towards me,
Asking to catch this moment 'n',
Gift it to everybody.
Not a bad idea it is.
And I've written four lines this way.
Still I have a doubt,
What's special today?
The four lines follows…
"I've fen in your name,
My site in your eyes,
My love in your heart,
Though we are far apart."
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आज मैं पूछूँगा चिराग तले क्यों होता है अंधेरा?
आँसू खुशी और गम दोनो में क्यों आते हैं?
क्यूँ है खुशी में दर्द भी साथ साथ?
क्यूँ हमेशा अपने ही दूर जाते हैं?
ऐसा क्यूँ होता है?
जब बिछेड़े, तो भी एक् प्यास सी रह जाती है,
कुछ हो जाने की, आस सी रह जाती है.
मैं खुद से बातें करने लगता हूँ,
और खुद में ही 'उसकी' एहसास हो जाती है.
प्यार ऐसा क्यूँ होता है?
ये अज़ीब सा एहसास क्यूँ होता है?
के मुझमे कोई 'और' रहता है|
मुझमे भी कोई 'और' रहता है|
अभिषेक
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Dim fern ever so green,
Slot slot in palm of a teen.
Luck, luv, life, study & wife,
All are there, non-could be seen.
Oh! Palm wid no lines,
I've palm wid no lines.
Slot slot in palm of a teen.
Luck, luv, life, study & wife,
All are there, non-could be seen.
Oh! Palm wid no lines,
I've palm wid no lines.
Stress in brain & dream shatters,
Still u says that it doesn't matter.
Think of my aim. Isn't a melodious game?
Success is so far, far to be catch.
Any how God please gets my hand hatch
Please get my hand hatch.
I wanna be feelings in everybody’s heart.
A rhythmic beat in all its four parts.
Unique in nature of all mankind
I wanna be an emperor of each part of mind.
So send a merchant wid halo behind.
I’ve to buy few more lines.
I’ve to buy few more lines.
A line of victory
Over grief ‘n’ disgrace.
A line of art,
To sketch fen in every face.
A line to be a framer
To spread love seed,
To enrich love crop,
Our first basic need.
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A kind of feeling defines a love.
You sacrifice your will.
Your heart gets injured.
Year then days 'n' then in hour,
It fed you in a dirty war.
A war, which gives you, abandon of pain.
Ocean of tears 'n' countless strain.
Love is dangerous if taken as fun.
A call from hell is one 'n' only symptom.
Have one lover 'n' not lovers everyday.
Just one kiss in life, else you'll be kissed by AIDS.