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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

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White SOMETHING LOOK AT-96 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM A WIDOW Do i need to be told what to do, what not to, how should I look, what to wear, what to eat, how to interact and conduct in this heartless world of yours? For you he was just another man, a friend in the fair weather. You have lost just a friend. Do you know what have I lost? I have lost my whole world. With him gone my wishes, my passions to live a life. But I am breathing, breathing for the sake of his love to keep him alive Have you ever fathomed a woman's love for her husband. No man has ever been able to do so and you are just another of the same species. You can never understand what he meant to me. I don't even expect you to understand. Lett me live with my tears. They are exclusively mine. Let them drench me with all his colours. Even at the cost of the world, its wealth and splendour I can hardly part with it, part with my emotions, my feelings, half of my heart and soul. Do you doubt my integrity? If at this age if you need a woman, what is the wrong if i go for another man. If a man can marry after the death of his wife, why can't a woman. Is this world only for men, their whims and caprices? Don't think I will be a prey to someone's passion. There is none in this world who stands equal to my man, at least for me he is head and shoulder above others. Men should understand Women better read them, their body language and unusual showers of love. Change the way you think, or else you will only burn yourself And you being a woman, I expected you to stand by, but you only added to my misery, made my wounds fresh and bleed more. Do you know what is in store for you in future? If you are not with me, never come to my life, add to my sorrow, make my bleeding heart bleed more. People I call my own, from you, my expectations were too high. You never came forward when i needed you the most. You never solved my problems, you can only end up adding a few more. Can you refrain from giving me advice and let me live on my own? Leave me alone I know how to stand on my legs and withstand life, its ebb and flow tide. Neither I need your sympathy, compassion nor I have an ear to what you say. I know my rights and. understand my obligations. To do justice to my role as a mother I will never be in black and white, reincarnate with all my colours and will never allow my kids to suffer. If at all Iam to make a compromise between love and life, I will choose the latter with my heart always beating for my love. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status SOMETHING LOOK AT-96 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM A WIDOW Do i need to be told what to do, what not to, how should I look,

White SOMETHING LOOK AT-96 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM A WIDOW Do i need to be told what to do, what not to, how should I look, what to wear, what to eat, how to interact and conduct in this heartless world of yours? For you he was just another man, a friend in the fair weather. You have lost just a friend. Do you know what have I lost? I have lost my whole world. With him gone my wishes, my passions to live a life. But I am breathing, breathing for the sake of his love to keep him alive Have you ever fathomed a woman's love for her husband. No man has ever been able to do so and you are just another of the same species. You can never understand what he meant to me. I don't even expect you to understand. Lett me live with my tears. They are exclusively mine. Let them drench me with all his colours. Even at the cost of the world, its wealth and splendour I can hardly part with it, part with my emotions, my feelings, half of my heart and soul. Do you doubt my integrity? If at this age if you need a woman, what is the wrong if i go for another man. If a man can marry after the death of his wife, why can't a woman. Is this world only for men, their whims and caprices? Don't think I will be a prey to someone's passion. There is none in this world who stands equal to my man, at least for me he is head and shoulder above others. Men should understand Women better read them, their body language and unusual showers of love. Change the way you think, or else you will only burn yourself And you being a woman, I expected you to stand by, but you only added to my misery, made my wounds fresh and bleed more. Do you know what is in store for you in future? If you are not with me, never come to my life, add to my sorrow, make my bleeding heart bleed more. People I call my own, from you, my expectations were too high. You never came forward when i needed you the most. You never solved my problems, you can only end up adding a few more. Can you refrain from giving me advice and let me live on my own? Leave me alone I know how to stand on my legs and withstand life, its ebb and flow tide. Neither I need your sympathy, compassion nor I have an ear to what you say. I know my rights and. understand my obligations. To do justice to my role as a mother I will never be in black and white, reincarnate with all my colours and will never allow my kids to suffer. If at all Iam to make a compromise between love and life, I will choose the latter with my heart always beating for my love. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status SOMETHING LOOK AT-96 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM A WIDOW Do i need to be told what to do, what not to, how should I look,

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White ତମେ ଆକାଶ ଛୁଇଁ ତଳକୁ ଦେଖିଲେ ଭାଵ ତମେ ନିଜ ଗୋଡରେ ଛିଡା ହେଇ ଉଚ୍ଚ ସ୍ବପ୍ନ ଦେଖୁଚ ଥରେ ଭାବିଚ କି, ଏ ମାଟି ତମକୁ ବଢେଇଚି ଵୋଲି। ମାଟିର ସ୍ପର୍ଶ ଏଡାଅନା, ତମକୁ ସେ ତମେ କରି ବାଢିଚି, ଦିନେ ତମେ ତମ ଆରମ୍ଭ ସ୍ଥାନକୁ ବାହୁଡିବ ଯେ, ଗୋଟେ କଠିଣ ମଣିଷ ଅପେକ୍ଷା କୋମଳ ଅବତରଣ ବରଂ ଶ୍ରେୟସ୍କର A LOOK AT LIFE-128 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE ENEMY INSIDE When you touch the sky, Look at the ground below That made you stand On your feet and dream high. Be aware of the earth that groomed you. Never lose touch with it That made you what you are. One day you are to come down From where you started. Better to have a soft landing Instead of a hard one. Heaven or hell, Go wherever you want to. But never carry your ego with you. Climb the ladder of success, But leave your ego at the wrung lowest Coz you will be always under its spell. It will create a barrier between you and others. You will remain under the shadow of the ego And compel others to come under its sway. A chain reaction will follow. The net result is a clash of egos, Each trying to get the better of the other. Look at it! Your biggest enemy is deep inside, The biggest hurdle on the path of a better life Get the better of it, Channelise it for a purpose, Good and noble, Before the whole world turns your enemy. Before it kills the man in you, Take care of it. Realise! ego and self-esteem are not the same things. While self-esteem introduces You to yourself, Ego makes you a completely Different man, a rogue in fact Let love, empathy and trust Guide you to action Never let your ego speak When ego leads from the front One sees nothing but his ego In different guises in different persons It becomes a war of each against all And in all with whom one interacts, Encounters nothing But his ego In various forms. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© smrutiweb.wordpress.com smrutitanuja.blogspot.com https://www.facebook.com/titutiku/ Picture-google ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari ତମେ ଆକାଶ ଛୁଇଁ ତଳକୁ ଦେଖିଲେ ଭାଵ ତମେ ନିଜ ଗୋଡରେ ଛିଡା ହେଇ ଉଚ୍ଚ ସ୍ବପ୍ନ ଦେଖୁଚ ଥରେ ଭାବିଚ କି, ଏ ମାଟି ତମକୁ ବଢେଇଚି ଵୋଲି। ମାଟିର ସ୍ପର୍ଶ ଏ

White ତମେ ଆକାଶ ଛୁଇଁ ତଳକୁ ଦେଖିଲେ ଭାଵ ତମେ ନିଜ ଗୋଡରେ ଛିଡା ହେଇ ଉଚ୍ଚ ସ୍ବପ୍ନ ଦେଖୁଚ ଥରେ ଭାବିଚ କି, ଏ ମାଟି ତମକୁ ବଢେଇଚି ଵୋଲି। ମାଟିର ସ୍ପର୍ଶ ଏଡାଅନା, ତମକୁ ସେ ତମେ କରି ବାଢିଚି, ଦିନେ ତମେ ତମ ଆରମ୍ଭ ସ୍ଥାନକୁ ବାହୁଡିବ ଯେ, ଗୋଟେ କଠିଣ ମଣିଷ ଅପେକ୍ଷା କୋମଳ ଅବତରଣ ବରଂ ଶ୍ରେୟସ୍କର A LOOK AT LIFE-128 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE ENEMY INSIDE When you touch the sky, Look at the ground below That made you stand On your feet and dream high. Be aware of the earth that groomed you. Never lose touch with it That made you what you are. One day you are to come down From where you started. Better to have a soft landing Instead of a hard one. Heaven or hell, Go wherever you want to. But never carry your ego with you. Climb the ladder of success, But leave your ego at the wrung lowest Coz you will be always under its spell. It will create a barrier between you and others. You will remain under the shadow of the ego And compel others to come under its sway. A chain reaction will follow. The net result is a clash of egos, Each trying to get the better of the other. Look at it! Your biggest enemy is deep inside, The biggest hurdle on the path of a better life Get the better of it, Channelise it for a purpose, Good and noble, Before the whole world turns your enemy. Before it kills the man in you, Take care of it. Realise! ego and self-esteem are not the same things. While self-esteem introduces You to yourself, Ego makes you a completely Different man, a rogue in fact Let love, empathy and trust Guide you to action Never let your ego speak When ego leads from the front One sees nothing but his ego In different guises in different persons It becomes a war of each against all And in all with whom one interacts, Encounters nothing But his ego In various forms. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© smrutiweb.wordpress.com smrutitanuja.blogspot.com https://www.facebook.com/titutiku/ Picture-google ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari ତମେ ଆକାଶ ଛୁଇଁ ତଳକୁ ଦେଖିଲେ ଭାଵ ତମେ ନିଜ ଗୋଡରେ ଛିଡା ହେଇ ଉଚ୍ଚ ସ୍ବପ୍ନ ଦେଖୁଚ ଥରେ ଭାବିଚ କି, ଏ ମାଟି ତମକୁ ବଢେଇଚି ଵୋଲି। ମାଟିର ସ୍ପର୍ଶ ଏ