Ardhnarishwar sketch by renowned Artist SR Mehta
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Self appraising himself as a monk awake, immune from life's outcomes, always elated, he woke up one morning and began to shake, quaking in fear, so had to be sedated. No longer could he be placid like a lake, for his feeble form's gender was rotated! The roots of conditioning go in quite deep, so it's best we assume nothing; let grace seep. 11-October-2022
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