February 2017

I am Your Echo

I have this to say to my parents and gurus: Flowing through the air are the glowing ashes of my smoldering. If the smolders of karma be my destiny, then I am your echo. … Singing through the dark woods are the verses of this destiny. To make this song of life melodious, I am your echo. … Dancing before my eyes are the glories of tomorrow, If I am

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