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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-298 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! if you can, do me a favour. Live my quota of life. Smile my quota of smiles. Leave your sorrow and agony, alienation and apathy, fear and tear for me to take care of and live with. Your tears are so precious I will hold these till eternity Your pain, I want to make a part of me I will keep these deep inside my heart to feel every bit of it, to realise how painful your life has been Give me your worries and anxieties, distress and concern, the pathetic reality with which you lived. Give me all those which made a hell of your life I will make a garland of these and wear it till I am alive My dear! love is a feeling, a beautiful feeling, beyond a feeling it does not exist in any other dimension. To know love, you are to fall in love with love, go beyond body and mind where love exists as a feeling, a feeling transcending the barrier of space and time, where exists nothing, pain and pleasure, happiness and sorrow and all pair of opposites Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning SOMETHING I LOOK AT-298 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! if you can, do me a favour. Live my quota of life. Smile my quota of

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-298 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! if you can, do me a favour. Live my quota of life. Smile my quota of smiles. Leave your sorrow and agony, alienation and apathy, fear and tear for me to take care of and live with. Your tears are so precious I will hold these till eternity Your pain, I want to make a part of me I will keep these deep inside my heart to feel every bit of it, to realise how painful your life has been Give me your worries and anxieties, distress and concern, the pathetic reality with which you lived. Give me all those which made a hell of your life I will make a garland of these and wear it till I am alive My dear! love is a feeling, a beautiful feeling, beyond a feeling it does not exist in any other dimension. To know love, you are to fall in love with love, go beyond body and mind where love exists as a feeling, a feeling transcending the barrier of space and time, where exists nothing, pain and pleasure, happiness and sorrow and all pair of opposites Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning SOMETHING I LOOK AT-298 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY My love! if you can, do me a favour. Live my quota of life. Smile my quota of

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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