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“I” is the most powerful word. It is because; “I” is the center of our being. Just think it in this way—
Every day how many times we use that “I” word during explaining ourselves. And everything whatever we say after that “I”, those we really think about ourselves, that is what we are (we think).
And can you imagine what we are putting around that “I”? Like, “I have this”, “I do this”, “I have this”, so many “I”‘s are there. But between those I’s what “I” is true?
Means, what is the real definition of you, me? Who are we? Who I am?
Are we the combination of those “I”’s? I don’t think so. If it is true than we are so many of those things.
But if we cut all of those things out, means all those being, having and doing part from that “I”, and then there will be the “I” alone. And this “I” is the core of everything and everyone. This “I” is you, me, everything, the entire universe. (Think it in this way). And the “I” is always the “I” for everyone.
That’s why in Sanskrit, the “I” is called “Aham”, means “ego”.
We can say that “I” is the starting of all egos if you look at the “I” in those ways. But with a clear understanding if u tries to look at the “I” as it is nothing less or nothing more, then you can see that “I” is anything and everything.
That means that whatever eye you put on that “I”, it will see whatever you want to see. Whatever shape you want to give to the “I”, it will take its shape.
Ok!! Let me explain it in another way. How we can see by our eyes? With the help of brain, isn’t it? But you know that brain is an analytical machine. So if you can, not see but look, without the interruption of our brain, then you can find that the “I” is everything,
“I” is you, me, nature, consciousness, God, Universe everything. It is the center of our being.
So now can you understand the answer of the question, who are you?
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LOVE
Oh! love
I saw you
you are so beautiful
till today i don't know
that,you are true.
You are so bright
i can feel in my heart
when you turn on your divine light.
I see her eye's
then i fall in surprise,
i cannot stop me to stair you,
after all my tries.
These are so beautiful
and deep like the sea
I am just drowning slowly
may be i am not in my place
where i suppose to be.
I don't know her name
but it does not matter
a rose always be a rose
if in another name we called her.
Oh! girl spare me
coz my heart is trespassing to yours,
give it a small place
promise, it will not heart you for sure.
Trust my heart
it is pure
till today it was mine
but now on it yours.
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I saw a child,
on the lap of his mother.
His mother was seeting,
beside the grave of his father.
His father was a solder;
who died last night.
He was the captain of his team,
oh!wat was a horrible fight.
The mother was blasting into cry,
the child dont know what in die,
he just looked at his mother's eye,
and gave his father
a silent goodbye.
Today the graveyeard is full of crowed,
and the chest of their country is full of proud;
the enthem song is too loud,
that they can't feel their pain.
Some people are looking at the sky;
and streached their hend up,
may be they trying to
give them last goodbuy.
Some are too shocked
that they can't cry.
other's are waiting for their turn;
they are ready to burry
either their brother or son.
I dont think,this is a bravery;
no!it's not a bravery,
it's the countries shy,
will be expose one day,
no matter how much they try.
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Wake up little Sid!
you have to succeed.
Choose your maddest dream,
whatever it,don't be ashame.
Place your hand on the heart,
and ask it what it want?
take your first step forward,
i know u are enough smart.
Do things what you want,
try to shine like the Sun.
Makes all proud,
think some loud;
one day you will overcome.
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SEARCHING
I was searching for beauty,
in all possible way, I tries
I find it in the ugliness,
with an utter surprise.
I was searching for happiness,
with a constant fear,
what if i hurt by something
which is my dear.
But i let that pass through me,
with an open heart;
and that sorrow makes my happiness more beautiful
in this way, the sadness disappear.
I was searching for love
in the eyes of my dear,
sometimes I find,
but sometimes I fear.
so, I rather open my eyes
that I really can see,
oh!! it's also present in hatreds,
I blast into tears.
I was searching for a meaning,
which I can give to my life,
at last I understand,
meaninglessness is it's type.
Now I stop searching
starts flipping the coin high,
and catch it blindly
without knowing the direction,
I am happy to fly.
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Life is so beautiful;
but it's too shot to live,
i have so many works to do;
don't know how i achieve.
life is so colorful;
it's full of joy and sorrow;
if today you are in pain,
don't worry,joy will be come tomorrow.
Life is full f experience;
in every step you will get one,
some are good,but some are bad,
some can makes your life turn,
but from every experience you have to learn.
Life is full of duty,
you have to obey them;
it makes somebody respect you,
if you can't do this,
for you it will be a big shame.
Life is full of love;
from the beginning you will starting to get;
that's why life is so beautiful;
without this blessing's
you will look like a illcladd.
Life is so precious;
so don't loose your time;
star to fulfill your dream's
before the death will come.
Every one is mortal;
in the world full of crowd;
So try to do something new
which makes the world proud.
This is the only way
you can live forever,
in the heart of the people
with a chocolate flavor.
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All those day's
i am feeling alone;
no one is near
whom i can call my own.
I tried my best
to tern myself on;
tried to call some friend's
with my cellphone.
But they are all busy
in their life
so i said sorry
to interrupt their busy life.
I can't remember
the last good time i had
now the world around me is happy
but i am sad.
The summer is past
the winter is come it's been so long
i don't even see
my pretty mom.
It's so hard
to really explain
the trouble of my heart
and severe pain.
Oh! God
please help me out
i can't cry
even i can't shout.
I already lost myself
in the happy crowd.
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the beautiful people,
the beautiful people,
They always looks beautiful from outside;
but inside a cruel beast they always hide,
you never know when they are right,
always be alarm,
coz..
the beast, may,come out,and,give you a bite.
the beautiful people,
the beautiful people,
They hide their true face inside a mask,
to uncover their mask,is a tough task.
Dont ever believe their smiling face,
its just a illusion,
which makes you hypnotize.
the beautiful people,
the beautiful people,
They will come in your life,
and use you like a tool.
They may be your lover,neighbor
or even your best friend,
use and through is their trend.
the beautiful people,
the beautiful people. UNSUPPORTED CODE
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