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Words
What are words, but lyrics of our lives, They sing in different tunes, of merry and of sorrow. In tongues of a thousand sorts, Every so often, to steal and to borrow. To convey love, hate, anger and joy, With our minds and hearts to toy, To share hope for what is to come, And…
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Thoughts on friendship
“I’ll get by with a little help from my friends” Pensive, withdrawn, lonely. The life of the world can be teeming around us, the high decibel sounds can be dinning in our ears and still we can be lonely. It is possible to be lonely in a crowd. Loneliness haunts the places where crowds gather.…
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Of anger
“He conquers the world, who patiently puts up with the abuse of his neighbours. He who controls his anger, as a horseman breaks an unruly horse, is indeed a charioteer and not he who merely holds the reins, but lets the horse go whither it would. He who sheds his anger just as a snake…
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Turning a blind eye
“A person can explain anything to anyone if he can explain colors to a blind man.” Its a hard, dark world for someone with no eyes. They see no light, no colors, and the beauty of nature is forever elusive to them. For them, everyday is a challenge, a struggle and a fight to stay…