Love is the scent with the lotus born. It is the silent choirs of petals singing winter’s harmony of uniform beauty. Love is the song of the soul, singing to God. It is the balanced rhythmic dance of planets – sun and moonlit.
The end product of education should be a free creative man, who can battle against historical circumstances and adversities of nature.
The meteorites of 1908 and 1947 had struck uninhabited wilderness; but by the end of the 21st century there was no region left on Earth that could be safely used for celestial target practice.
Burnt offerings, sacred feasts, intense meditations, puja and taking millions of cleansing baths at sacred shrines of pilgrimage: the merits of all these can be obtained by enshrining Lord within your heart for a fraction of a second.
There is no evil that cannot be done by the liar, who has transgressed the one law of truthfulness and who is indifferent to the world beyond.
