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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-278 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Know not How I come under a spell That takes me to a different world Where I do not remain myself Know not What happens to me I become someone else The world around looks so beautiful once again Know not Amid hot summer How do I feel the cool breeze of spring Touching my body and mind Telling emphatically My days are not over Still, I have plenty of life in me Know not Why do I see the peacock dancing Hoping rain on its way When there are no clouds in the sky Why the sun fancies the blooming lotus When there is darkness around Signalling it is late at night I know I am in my dream A beautiful dream Out of which I never venture to come out An intriguing dream More real and fascinating than reality Where I love to live the rest of my life. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-278 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Know not How I come under a spell That takes me to a different world Wher

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-278 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Know not How I come under a spell That takes me to a different world Where I do not remain myself Know not What happens to me I become someone else The world around looks so beautiful once again Know not Amid hot summer How do I feel the cool breeze of spring Touching my body and mind Telling emphatically My days are not over Still, I have plenty of life in me Know not Why do I see the peacock dancing Hoping rain on its way When there are no clouds in the sky Why the sun fancies the blooming lotus When there is darkness around Signalling it is late at night I know I am in my dream A beautiful dream Out of which I never venture to come out An intriguing dream More real and fascinating than reality Where I love to live the rest of my life. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-278 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Know not How I come under a spell That takes me to a different world Wher

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-133 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WOMANHOOD, A BLISS I am not the selfish arrogant 'I' I am not the independent egoistic 'I' I am not an island in myself But an interdependent loving and reciprocating 'I' an ocean of unlimited joy and bliss, a mother to many including the man I love And his father who sees his mother in me. A mother, a sister, a daughter, a daughter in law, a wife and beloved I am, complete in every respect, do equal justice to all my roles, true to myself and others. Completely lost in my family, lost my identity only to become the mistress of it with a much bigger identity. My womanhood never rests on selfish interests and possessive individualism It is firmly entrenched on love, appreciation and an understanding of each other's needs, emotions and feelings I can't afford to be selfish On me, on my love and sacrifice stands my family. I am the mainstay, the pivot around which revolves family and other institutions of society. I am the voice that gives it meaning and identity But for me, the family is a family I am that human touch that makes my family so beautiful Or else it is an assemblage of selfish interests, a solitary asylum in a noman's land. I love my family, my family loves me What more do I need? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #good_night SOMETHING I LOOK AT-133 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WOMANHOOD, A BLISS I am not the selfish arrogant 'I' I am not the independent

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-133 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WOMANHOOD, A BLISS I am not the selfish arrogant 'I' I am not the independent egoistic 'I' I am not an island in myself But an interdependent loving and reciprocating 'I' an ocean of unlimited joy and bliss, a mother to many including the man I love And his father who sees his mother in me. A mother, a sister, a daughter, a daughter in law, a wife and beloved I am, complete in every respect, do equal justice to all my roles, true to myself and others. Completely lost in my family, lost my identity only to become the mistress of it with a much bigger identity. My womanhood never rests on selfish interests and possessive individualism It is firmly entrenched on love, appreciation and an understanding of each other's needs, emotions and feelings I can't afford to be selfish On me, on my love and sacrifice stands my family. I am the mainstay, the pivot around which revolves family and other institutions of society. I am the voice that gives it meaning and identity But for me, the family is a family I am that human touch that makes my family so beautiful Or else it is an assemblage of selfish interests, a solitary asylum in a noman's land. I love my family, my family loves me What more do I need? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #good_night SOMETHING I LOOK AT-133 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY WOMANHOOD, A BLISS I am not the selfish arrogant 'I' I am not the independent

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White “I am indeed a king because I know how to rule myself.” – Pietro Aretino ©@ytshortsdunia “I am indeed a king because I know how to rule myself.” – Pietro Aretino #Motivational #Nojoto #Love #Life #trendind

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White A LOOK AT LIFE-125 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY HOW CAN I FORGET? How can I forget the sweat of the poorest of the poor that has gone into my making? How can I forget I am brought up on the taxpayer's contribution And the resources of the country? How can I forget The system that groomed me and Stood by me at the time of my need? How can I forget The air, water and sunlight That nourished me? How can I forget The summer shower, smell of the moist earth That drenched me? How can I forget The love, commitment and dedication of others That kept me alive? How can I forget The language of empathy and reciprocation That taught me the lessons of life? How can I forget My parents, siblings, friends and teachers For whom I am what I am? How can I forget My employer, boss and colleagues With whom I have spent quality time of life? How can I forget My love, kids and family Who have made my life sheer poetry? How can I forget The environment and ecosystem That sustained my existence? How can I forget my country, My mother who has given me an identity And purpose to live? Is it not my duty To listen to her voice When she calls me and cries in silence? If it is not the time to reciprocate When they need me to Then when? after everything is over. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #wallpaper A LOOK AT LIFE-125 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY HOW CAN I FORGET? How can I forget the sweat of the poorest of the poor that h

White A LOOK AT LIFE-125 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY HOW CAN I FORGET? How can I forget the sweat of the poorest of the poor that has gone into my making? How can I forget I am brought up on the taxpayer's contribution And the resources of the country? How can I forget The system that groomed me and Stood by me at the time of my need? How can I forget The air, water and sunlight That nourished me? How can I forget The summer shower, smell of the moist earth That drenched me? How can I forget The love, commitment and dedication of others That kept me alive? How can I forget The language of empathy and reciprocation That taught me the lessons of life? How can I forget My parents, siblings, friends and teachers For whom I am what I am? How can I forget My employer, boss and colleagues With whom I have spent quality time of life? How can I forget My love, kids and family Who have made my life sheer poetry? How can I forget The environment and ecosystem That sustained my existence? How can I forget my country, My mother who has given me an identity And purpose to live? Is it not my duty To listen to her voice When she calls me and cries in silence? If it is not the time to reciprocate When they need me to Then when? after everything is over. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #wallpaper A LOOK AT LIFE-125 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY HOW CAN I FORGET? How can I forget the sweat of the poorest of the poor that h