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Beginning and end - not aware of
We are just playing our part
Life drama's actor- cast.
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Existence is myth. Becoming nothing ultimately is reality.No tmany are ready to accept.That is life, as we see.
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The transmigratory soul flown away, as maya-moha cannot keep it bound. But friend, where do they go after death? Who can but say where man goes after death? Even the footprints on the sands cannot be through which he has crossed over or gone to. So, what to do barring the Nirguna songs to sing? I have also seen some paglets abusing Gods.
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The Five Elements, Panchattatva with which the body is composed of, he talks of, the bodily components, when integrated and when disintegrated, earth, water, wind, fire and space, the asthi-kalasha hanging by the peepul tree of the ghat and the pinda-dana going on the river banks under the shade of a tree, the body burnt to ashes and it remained it not to identify anything else or too recall it.
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