The bickering lords had started the discussion many moons ago.They sat around and discussed.They drank around and discussed.Various ideas had sifted thru their minds.
They held commoners in contempt and dismissed their ideas. With bloated egos, they ran down everyone who came in their way. Living in their own warped world, they seemed to have lost track of their roots, or so The Person thought...Only time would tell...
The rift between the lords and the commoners happened with the arrival of The Godman. Of all people, the Godman! The Godman served the lords and maybe THE LORD too.He came across as a rather ' चालु 'person, eager to please the powers that be....(to be contd)
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MEMORY OF AN ANGEL
Are angels real or so I wonder Do they exist or is it just blunder? I seek them faraway and in my mind A...
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I am Charon, the old boatman who ferries you all towards the light, Whoever crosses over to the underworld I ferry them in the nigh... -
Are angels real or so I wonder Do they exist or is it just blunder? I seek them faraway and in my mind A... -
Have to brush away the cobwebs from the heart….. The river of life flowing as per the tide, Changing its courses zigzag, if not wide;...
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