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When the whole world feels to be apart of you ..come and feel calm in this paradise of Love. This land is always ready to serve a sea of feelings into your heart that heals every pain.

One day they must reach you!

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- April 16, 2020

My dearest love...

you are pure.

Pure like the flowing lives of..

Great Himalayas

I put all my loves on that flow..within a hope that

One day they must reach you!

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- June 04, 2020

who said that saint's don't love? who said monks don't feel? who said that the night aghories burnt their hearts? It's all false. The saint's love is eternal and not materialistic. He loves the souls the rivers and the feathers of the home coming birds. The monk feels the realistic pains the sorrows of the human creature not only in the personal basis rather on the wide creation basis. He feels the tear full eyes of the starving stomach the bloody wound of the street dogs and the unspoken words of the dumb. The Aghories have the most sweet and soft heart in the universe. That's why they Eat only the left over of the graveyard. The fear to kill any innocent lives for their sustain.