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White ଚନ୍ଦ୍ରରେ ଵା ମଙ୍ଗଳରେ ଵା ଧରଣୀରେ , ସ୍ବର୍ଗରେ, ନର୍କରେ ଵି ଯେଉଁଠି ରହିଲେ ବି, ନିଜେ ଶାନ୍ତିରେ ନ ଥିଲେ, ତମ ନିକଟତମ ପଡିଶା ସହ ସଂପୃକ୍ତି ନଥିଲେ, ସାରା ଵିଶ୍ବରେ କେଉଁଠି ଵି ନଥାଏ ଶାନ୍ତି। SOMETHING I LOOK AT-132 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY PEACE AND BLISS May be on Moon or Mars, Jupiter or Earth, it hardly matters where you are, heaven or hell, no peace, until you are at peace with yourself with your immediate neighbour and the rest of the word. No peace until you realise, you need it more for yourself than anyone else. No peace, till nations realise peace is the first condition of development without which, life on earth is at stake. Enough nuclear warheads you have, to destroy the world many times. Why do you need more? Of what use this arms race that keeps each on their toes and let them live in perpetual terror, in constant fear of each other. Enough fortune, pelf, power and recognition you have Of what use they are if one is constantly at war with himself More happy is a contented man than a rich possessive individual, whose thirst and hunger, nothing can satisfy. Contentment is the gateway to heaven and peace opens it for one to enter into the kingdom of bliss and happiness. At the end of the day what do you need? It is peace and nothing else If you have it you are the king of what you see If you don't have it In the midst of plenty and power you are just a big nothing. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status ଚନ୍ଦ୍ରରେ ଵା ମଙ୍ଗଳରେ ଵା ଧରଣୀରେ , ସ୍ବର୍ଗରେ, ନର୍କରେ ଵି ଯେଉଁଠି ରହିଲେ ବି, ନିଜେ ଶାନ୍ତିରେ ନ ଥିଲେ, ତମ ନିକଟତମ ପଡିଶା ସହ ସଂପୃକ୍ତି ନଥିଲେ,

White ଚନ୍ଦ୍ରରେ ଵା ମଙ୍ଗଳରେ ଵା ଧରଣୀରେ , ସ୍ବର୍ଗରେ, ନର୍କରେ ଵି ଯେଉଁଠି ରହିଲେ ବି, ନିଜେ ଶାନ୍ତିରେ ନ ଥିଲେ, ତମ ନିକଟତମ ପଡିଶା ସହ ସଂପୃକ୍ତି ନଥିଲେ, ସାରା ଵିଶ୍ବରେ କେଉଁଠି ଵି ନଥାଏ ଶାନ୍ତି। SOMETHING I LOOK AT-132 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY PEACE AND BLISS May be on Moon or Mars, Jupiter or Earth, it hardly matters where you are, heaven or hell, no peace, until you are at peace with yourself with your immediate neighbour and the rest of the word. No peace until you realise, you need it more for yourself than anyone else. No peace, till nations realise peace is the first condition of development without which, life on earth is at stake. Enough nuclear warheads you have, to destroy the world many times. Why do you need more? Of what use this arms race that keeps each on their toes and let them live in perpetual terror, in constant fear of each other. Enough fortune, pelf, power and recognition you have Of what use they are if one is constantly at war with himself More happy is a contented man than a rich possessive individual, whose thirst and hunger, nothing can satisfy. Contentment is the gateway to heaven and peace opens it for one to enter into the kingdom of bliss and happiness. At the end of the day what do you need? It is peace and nothing else If you have it you are the king of what you see If you don't have it In the midst of plenty and power you are just a big nothing. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status ଚନ୍ଦ୍ରରେ ଵା ମଙ୍ଗଳରେ ଵା ଧରଣୀରେ , ସ୍ବର୍ଗରେ, ନର୍କରେ ଵି ଯେଉଁଠି ରହିଲେ ବି, ନିଜେ ଶାନ୍ତିରେ ନ ଥିଲେ, ତମ ନିକଟତମ ପଡିଶା ସହ ସଂପୃକ୍ତି ନଥିଲେ,

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White A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciation and recognition, pelf and power, I lost myself somewhere. Caught in between dreams and dramas, the real me and my endless desires, struggle for a place under the sun and a go at the moon, I failed to recognise myself and my love. Remained engrossed in me, in my comforts and amenities of life. WhatsApp, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and the digital world became my love and passion, forcing relationships, feelings and touch of humanity to silently wither. With a cell phone in my heart and mind became a servant of my changing needs, forgetting all those who loved me. Looked at none, listened to none. All that I needed was only an internet connection. I more interacted with a cell phone rather than with human faces. Travelled in the air, talked over the telephone. For me, nothing mattered except money, power and recognition. Missed that delicate human touch all along Roamed here and there in a colourful world where there was nothing except accolades and applause, dreams, fancies and idiocies. Ran away from life and its beauty, from love, family and friendship, from all that I once loved and relished, only to find me in a no man's world caught in an ocean of shattered dreams and desires with none accompanying me. With nowhere the shore in vision I worked out the mathematics of life. What I achieved, everybody knows, what I lost, I only know. I lost those beautiful days, nature and her beautiful murmur, the cool moon and bright sunshine, the first shower and smell of moist earth, the love and shadow of my parents, the looks and longing of my beloved, her love and tears, petty wishes and trifling demands, the sweet smiles and the company of my kids, their desire to have a bit of my time. no one, nothing waited for me, neither the blooming and craving of my beloved nor my kid's naughty looks and early childhood. Time flew by and I lost all those moments Which could have been mine. Running away from my own I only landed myself in a pseudo world with empty coffers with no one with me to share my spoil, agony and distress. Looking back there was nothing except the crowded lane that led me to my coffin. By the time I realised, the machine had a heart, life had lost its rhythm and rhyme The grey hairs of my kids were mocking t me and the lady sitting on a chair on the wheel with wrinkles all over greeted me with a faint smile. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciatio

White A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciation and recognition, pelf and power, I lost myself somewhere. Caught in between dreams and dramas, the real me and my endless desires, struggle for a place under the sun and a go at the moon, I failed to recognise myself and my love. Remained engrossed in me, in my comforts and amenities of life. WhatsApp, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter and the digital world became my love and passion, forcing relationships, feelings and touch of humanity to silently wither. With a cell phone in my heart and mind became a servant of my changing needs, forgetting all those who loved me. Looked at none, listened to none. All that I needed was only an internet connection. I more interacted with a cell phone rather than with human faces. Travelled in the air, talked over the telephone. For me, nothing mattered except money, power and recognition. Missed that delicate human touch all along Roamed here and there in a colourful world where there was nothing except accolades and applause, dreams, fancies and idiocies. Ran away from life and its beauty, from love, family and friendship, from all that I once loved and relished, only to find me in a no man's world caught in an ocean of shattered dreams and desires with none accompanying me. With nowhere the shore in vision I worked out the mathematics of life. What I achieved, everybody knows, what I lost, I only know. I lost those beautiful days, nature and her beautiful murmur, the cool moon and bright sunshine, the first shower and smell of moist earth, the love and shadow of my parents, the looks and longing of my beloved, her love and tears, petty wishes and trifling demands, the sweet smiles and the company of my kids, their desire to have a bit of my time. no one, nothing waited for me, neither the blooming and craving of my beloved nor my kid's naughty looks and early childhood. Time flew by and I lost all those moments Which could have been mine. Running away from my own I only landed myself in a pseudo world with empty coffers with no one with me to share my spoil, agony and distress. Looking back there was nothing except the crowded lane that led me to my coffin. By the time I realised, the machine had a heart, life had lost its rhythm and rhyme The grey hairs of my kids were mocking t me and the lady sitting on a chair on the wheel with wrinkles all over greeted me with a faint smile. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning A LOOK AT LIFE-61 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WITH A CELL PHONE IN MY HEART AND MIND Seeking laurels and accolades, appreciatio

ARTI DEVI(Modern Mira Bai)

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White Mental health remains one of the most critical yet overlooked aspects of our well-being. There is a growing recognition of its importance as the misinformation continues to hinder open discussions about mental health. For instance, studies show that one in four individuals will experience a mental health issue at some point in their lives, yet many suffer in silence due to fear of judgment. This gap in understanding and acceptance underscores the urgent need for increased mental health awareness. By shedding light on the realities of mental health challenges, we can foster a more supportive and informed society, where individuals feel empowered to seek help without stigma or hesitation: https://bit.ly/3WSeog4 #MentalHealth #HealthAwareness #MentalHealthAwareness ©ARTI DEVI(Modern Mira Bai) #Sad_Status #love_shayari #लव #शायरी #कविता #Love #कॉमेडी Mental health remains one of the most critical yet overlooked aspects of our wel

White Mental health remains one of the most critical yet overlooked aspects of our well-being. There is a growing recognition of its importance as the misinformation continues to hinder open discussions about mental health. For instance, studies show that one in four individuals will experience a mental health issue at some point in their lives, yet many suffer in silence due to fear of judgment. This gap in understanding and acceptance underscores the urgent need for increased mental health awareness. By shedding light on the realities of mental health challenges, we can foster a more supportive and informed society, where individuals feel empowered to seek help without stigma or hesitation: https://bit.ly/3WSeog4 #MentalHealth #HealthAwareness #MentalHealthAwareness ©ARTI DEVI(Modern Mira Bai) #Sad_Status #love_shayari #लव #शायरी #कविता #Love #कॉमेडी Mental health remains one of the most critical yet overlooked aspects of our wel

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White A LOOK AT LIFE-58 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MISTAKE OF A LIFE I know not how many minutes and hours, days, months and years, I have spent in meaningless pursuits in proving myself, in proving I am not at par but head and shoulder above others. I know not how many times I turned my back to truth and bliss. How many times I failed to understand love and it's beauty, someone's tears, sacrifices, hours of waiting and longing for me. I know hardly I lived my life for me. It was for those significant others whom I valued the most in seeking their appreciation and recognition who themselves achieved nothing, lived the whole of their lives in illusion in a pseudo world with pseudo greatness and pseudo satisfaction I lived a life in acquiring pelf and power, laurels and accolades adding to my inflated ego, proving before others I am unique and different and don't belong to the same species to which others belong My Lord! How far away I am from me, from my life and it's beauty? How futile is that life which is shaped and designed, not by how one is, but by how others view and assess it. I achieved nothing. What one achieves by running away from his own, family, friends and relations, by alienating from the inner being forgetting life and its purpose, playing all the while to the galleries? If life means running away from oneself, from truth and bliss. If life is an endeavour in pursuit of appreciation and recognition, in chasing a mirage which goes away farther and farther Forgive me! My Lord I don't need one more. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_shayri A LOOK AT LIFE-58 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MISTAKE OF A LIFE I know not how many minutes and hours, days, months and yea

White A LOOK AT LIFE-58 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MISTAKE OF A LIFE I know not how many minutes and hours, days, months and years, I have spent in meaningless pursuits in proving myself, in proving I am not at par but head and shoulder above others. I know not how many times I turned my back to truth and bliss. How many times I failed to understand love and it's beauty, someone's tears, sacrifices, hours of waiting and longing for me. I know hardly I lived my life for me. It was for those significant others whom I valued the most in seeking their appreciation and recognition who themselves achieved nothing, lived the whole of their lives in illusion in a pseudo world with pseudo greatness and pseudo satisfaction I lived a life in acquiring pelf and power, laurels and accolades adding to my inflated ego, proving before others I am unique and different and don't belong to the same species to which others belong My Lord! How far away I am from me, from my life and it's beauty? How futile is that life which is shaped and designed, not by how one is, but by how others view and assess it. I achieved nothing. What one achieves by running away from his own, family, friends and relations, by alienating from the inner being forgetting life and its purpose, playing all the while to the galleries? If life means running away from oneself, from truth and bliss. If life is an endeavour in pursuit of appreciation and recognition, in chasing a mirage which goes away farther and farther Forgive me! My Lord I don't need one more. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_shayri A LOOK AT LIFE-58 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MISTAKE OF A LIFE I know not how many minutes and hours, days, months and yea