Journey

by Dr. Kumarendra Mallick

inner journey --
travel far
beyond the self

25-Jul-2016

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Oh! how sweet of you, Rupa. Where were you all these days. So glad that you are back. dear dear friend.

kumarendramallick
30-Jul-2016 11:07 AM

lovely

Rupradha
30-Jul-2016 08:50 AM

BRAHMA

If the red slayer think he slays,
Or if the slain think he is slain,
They know not well the subtle ways
I keep, and pass, and turn again.

Far or forgot to me is near;
Shadow and sunlight are the same;
The vanished gods to me appear;
And one to me are shame and fame.

They reckon ill who leave me out;
When me they fly, I am the wings;
I am the doubter and the doubt,
And I the hymn the Brahmin sings.

The strong gods pine for my abode,
And pine in vain the sacred Seven;
But thou, meek lover of the good!
Find me, and turn thy back on heaven.
---Ralph Waldo Emerson

bijay kant dubey
26-Jul-2016 11:20 AM

Bijay babu, you strike a romantic note, and then revert to a great philosophy. Thank you.

kumarendramallick
26-Jul-2016 09:29 AM

Beyond the self, where are you going, sir? Where do you lie in surfing the waves or flying in the air to search the UFOs?
sometimes sitting in the solitary train compartment think I where am I going?

bijay kant dubey
25-Jul-2016 14:22 PM