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Listen to the stoneAttentively and carefully,How the stone is describingLike a travelling agent onColorful flowers,Marble moving mountains,Singing birds, waterfalls,And about footpaths.But what is thereIn front of my eyes isThe life roaming hereAnd there like dazzling stars.

What is life andWhat is there in life.But life is not a flower,Life is not a bird,Life is not the earth,Life is also not the water.Life is life andIt is uncertain,And it changes colorLike the sky.

Avoid all obstaclesBy keeping silent.Be pridelessBy knowing the truth.Go not with lamentationAnd illusionBy going and discussionThe truth.

My saying my showingWith words and activities –Altogether different from you all.I am in no way agree with you,I am not the one to supportYou or to go with you at any time.Here see my poems all connected withAll practical and technical waysInterested to the mind and hearts.I am one and nominated for youBut under…

The fruits and alsoThe roots.Feel the original,No substitute for original,Bliss, love andEverything is there.But you have to expressThrough translationTo touch in a certain manner.You have to touch the heart,To enter the roomThat is there forever.But translate notIn your own ways,Adopt the principlesIn a way that is natural,And complete the processOf creation, recreation.

ଏଇ ଭାରତୀୟତା କେବେକାହାଠୁ ଆଉ କୁଆଡକୁଯିବାର ନାଇଁ, ଘାବରେଇ ଯାଅ ନିକୌଣସି ହୋ ହାରେ।ଯୋଉ ପୁଙ୍ଗୁଳାକୁ ସେଇ ଫୁଙ୍ଗୁଳାଏ ଦେହ ଏ ଦେଶ ଏ ବେଶ।ଆଉ ଏଇଠି ଯେତେ ଛାଟିପିଟି ହେଲେ ବିକିଛି ସେମିତି ବଦଳିବାର ନାଇଁ ।ଜବରଦସ୍ତ ଯଦି କଣ କେହି କହିଭୁଲାଇବାର ଚେଷ୍ଟା କଲା ସ୍ଥିର ହୋଇଘଡିଏ ଅନୁମାନ କର ଆଉ ଦେଖସହଜ ନୁହଁ ଯଦିଓ କିଛି ବି।