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рд╡рд░реНрд╖рд╛

рдХрд╛рд▓рд╛ рдмрд╛рджрд▓рдХрд╛ рдкрд░реНрджрд╛рд▓реЗ

рдордирдорд╛ рдЙрдордЩреНрдЧрдХреЛ рд▓рд╣рд░ рдЙрдареНрдЫ ред

рдЬрдм рдиреАрд▓реЛ рдЖрдХрд╛рд╢ рд░ рд░рд╛рдкрд┐рд▓реЛ рдШрд╛рдо рдврдкрдХреНрдХ рдврд╛рдХрд┐рджрд┐рдиреНрдЫрдиреН

рд░рд┐рдордЭрд┐рдо рдЭрд░реАрд▓реЗ рдЬрдорд┐рдирд▓рд╛рдИ рдЬрд╕реИ рд╕реБрд╡рд╛рд╕рд┐рдд рдЧрд░реНрдЫ

рдордирд▓реЗ рд╕рд░реНрд╡рд╛рддреНрд░ рдЦреБрд╢реАрдХреЛ рдмрд┐рдЬ рдЫрд░реНрдЫ ред

рд╣рд┐рд▓реЛ рдореИрд▓реЛ рдирднрдиреА

рджреБ:рдЦ рдЧрд░реА рджрд┐рдирд░рд╛рдд

рд╕рдкрдирд╛ рдмреБрдиреНрджрдЫ рдЕрдиреНрдирдкрд╛рддрдХреЛ рд╕реБрдЦрдХреЛ ред

рдХрд╛рд▓рд╛ рдШрдирд╛ рдмрд╛рджрд▓рд╣рд░реВ

рдЬрдм рдЭрдордЭрдо рдЕрд╡рд┐рд░рд▓ рдмрд░реНрд╕рдиреНрдЫрдиреН

рдХрд╛рдБрдкреНрджрдЫ рдорди !

рдЦреБрд╢реАрдорд╛ рдЧреНрд░рд╣рдг рд▓рд╛рдЧреНрдиреЗ рдкреЛ рд╣реЛ рдХрд┐ ?

рднреЗрд▓ рдмрдиреНрдЫрдиреН рдХрд┐ рдЦреЗрддрдмрд╛рд░реА ?

рдмрд╛рдвреАрд▓реЗ рдмрдЧрд╛рдЙрдБрдЫ рдХрд┐ рд╕рд╛рд░рд╛ рд╕рдкрдирд╛рд╣рд░реВ ?

рдкрд╣рд┐рд░реЛ рдЖрдИ рдЦрд╕реНрдЫ рдХрд┐ рдореЗрд░рд╛ рдЖрд╢рд╛ рдорд╛рдерд┐ ?

рддреБрд╣рд┐рдиреЗ рд╣реБрдиреН рдХрд┐ рдЗрдЪреНрдЫрд╛рд╣рд░реВ ?

рд╣реЗ рдИрд╢реНрд╡рд░ !

рдмрдЪрд╛рдЗрджреЗрдК рдореЗрд░рд╛ рд╕рдкрдирд╛ !

рдирдкрд╛рд░ рдирд┐рд░рд╛рд╢ рдорд▓рд╛рдИ,

рдкреВрд░рд╛ рдЧрд░рд┐рджреЗрдК рдореЗрд░рд╛ рдПрдХ рдореБрдареА рд░рд╣рд░ !

рдлреБрд░реНрд╕рдж рдЫреИрди рдХрд┐ рдИрд╢рд▓рд╛рдИ ?

рдореМрди рдмрд╕реЗрдХреЛ рдЫ !

рдирд┐рджреНрд░рд╛рдорд╛ рдкреЛ рдЫ рдХрд┐ ?

рдореЗрд░рд╛ рдкреНрд░рд╛рд░реНрдердирд╛ рдЙрд╕рдХрд╛ рдХрд╛рдирдорд╛ рдирдкреБрдЧреЗ рдЬрд╕реНрддреЛ рдЫ !

рдХрд╛рд▓рд╛ рдШрдирд╛ рдмрд╛рджрд▓рд╣рд░реВ

рднреЗрд▓ рдмрдиреА рдЖрдЙрдБрдЫрдиреН !

рдЧрдбреНрдЧрдбрд╛рдЙрдБрджреИ рдкрд╕реНрдЫрдиреН рдШрд░рдЦреЗрддрдорд╛

рддреБрд╣рд╛рдЗрджрд┐рдиреНрдЫрдиреН рд╕рдкрдирд╛ рд░ рд░рд╣рд░рд╣рд░реВ !

рдЧрд░реНрдЬрдВрджреИ рдЦрд╕реЗрд░ рдорд╛рдерд┐рдмрд╛рдЯ

рдирд┐рдорд┐рдЯреНрдпрд╛рдиреНрди рдкрд╛рд░реНрди рдЦреЛрдЬреНрдЫрдиреН рдЖрд╢рд╛ рд░ рдЗрдЪреНрдЫрд╛рд╣рд░реВ !

рд╕рд╛рд╕ рдмрд╛рдБрдХреА рдЫ

рдЖрд╢ рдмрд╛рдБрдХреА рдЫ

рд╢реЛрдХ рд░ рднреЛрдХ рдЫ ред

рд╢рдХреНрддрд┐ рдЕрдЭреИ рдмрд╛рдБрдХреА рдЫ

рдкреАрдбрд╛рд▓реЗ рдмрд▓рд╡рд╛рди рдмрдирд╛рдЗрджрд┐рдПрдХреЛ рдЫ ред

рднрд╡рд┐рд╖реНрдп рдирд┐рд░реНрдорд╛рдгрдорд╛ рдЕрдШрд┐ рдмрдвреНрдЫреБ !

рд╡рд░реНрд╖рд╛ рдпрд╛рдордХрд╛

рдХрд╛рд▓рд╛ рдШрдирд╛ рдмрд╛рджрд▓рд╣рд░реВ

рдореЗрд░реЛ рдЬреАрд╡рдирдХрд╛ рдирд┐рд░реНрдгрд╛рдпрдХ рд╣реБрдиреЗ рдЫреИрдирдиреН

рдХреБрдиреИ рдИрд╢реНрд╡рд░рдХреЛ рдореМрдирддрд╛рд▓реЗ

рдореЗрд░реЛ рднрд╛рдЧреНрдп рдЙрд▓реНрдЯрд┐рдиреЗрдЫреИрди

рдореЗрд░реЛ рднрд╛рдЧреНрдпрдХреЛ рдорд╛рд▓рд┐рдХ рдо рдЖрдлреИрдБ рд╣реБрдиреЗрдЫреБ

рдореЗрд░реЛ рд╕реБрдХрд░реНрдордХреЛ рдлрд▓ рдо рдЖрдлреИрдБрд▓реЗ рдкрд╛рдПрдХреЛ рд╣реБрдиреЗрдЫреБ ред

(реирежренрен/режрей/рейреж)

рдкрд╛рд▓реНрдкрд╛-реи

тАЛ рдпрд╕рдЕрдШрд┐ “рдкрд╛рд▓реНрдкрд╛” рд╢рд┐рд░реНрд╖рдХрдорд╛ рддреАрди рдХрд╡рд┐рддрд╛ рдкрд╛рд▓реНрдкрд╛рдмрд╛рдЯ рдкреЛрд╕реНрдЯ рдЧрд░реЗрдХреЛ рдерд┐рдПрдБрдБ ред рдХрд╛рдардорд╛рдбреМрдВрдВ рдлрд░реНрдХрд┐рдПрдкрдЫрд┐ рд▓реЗрдЦреЗрдХрд╛ рддреАрди рдХрд╡рд┐рддрд╛ рдпрд╣рд╛рдБ рдкреНрд░рд╕реНрддреБрдд рдЧрд░реНрджрдЫреБ ред

 рез.

рд▓реЗрдХ рд░ рдмреЗрдБрд╕реА, рдЧреЛрд░реЗрдЯрд╛-рдмрд╛рдЯрд╛рд╣рд░реВрдорд╛

рдЬрд┐рдиреНрджрдЧреАрдХрд╛ рд╣рд░реЗрдХ рдкрд╛рдЯрд╛рд╣рд░реВрдорд╛

рдЬреАрдЬреАрдмреАрд╕рд╛ рд░рд╛рдЦреНрджрдЫрдиреН рдирд░рдирд╛рд░реА

рдореБрд╣рд╛рд░рдорд╛ рд╣рд░рдкрд▓ рдЧреБрд▓рд╛рдмреА рд░рдЩреНрдЧ рдЫрд░реА 

рдорд╕реНрдпрд╛рдо, рдЯрд╛рд░реАрдбрд╛рдБрдбрд╛рдмрд╛рдЯ рдкреВрд░реНрд╡рддрд┐рд░ рд╣реЗрд░реНрджрд╛

 реи. (рд╣рд╛рдЗрдХреБ)

рдорд╕реНрдпрд╛рдо, рдбреБрдореНрд░реЗ рдШрд░

        рдорд╣рд┐рдирд╛ рджрд┐рдирд▓рд╛рдИ

                   рдпрд╛рджрдХрд╛ рдЕрддреНрддрд░
 рей. (рдорд┐рддреНрд░рддрд╛рдХрд╛ рддреА рдкрд▓)

рд░рд╛рдИрдЭреБрдорд╛рдХреЛ рд▓рдп, рд░реЛрджреАрдШрд░рдХрд╛ рдЧреАрдд

рдорд┐рддреНрд░рддрд╛рдХреЛ рд╕реНрд╡рд░ рд╣рд╛рд╕реЛрдХреЛ рд╕рдЩреНрдЧреАрдд

рдХрдореНрдорд░ рдорд░реНрдХрд╛рдИ, рддрд╛рд▓реА рдкрдбреНрдХрд╛рдИ

рд╕рд╛рде рдкрд╛рдИ рдорд┐рддреНрд░рдЬрдирдХреЛ, рд╕рд╛рд╣реНрд░реИ рд░рдорд╛рдИ

рдмрд┐рддреНрдпреЛ рд╕рдордп рдХрддрд┐ рдЫрд┐рдЯреЛ рдкреАрд░ рд╕рдмреИ рднреБрд▓рд╛рдИ

This World is an Art!

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March marks the beginning of Spring here in Nepal. Plants that shed their leaves during Winter have are already beginning to come up with new leaflets and flowers. As I look up my surrounding, I am inspired by an Art, of which Nature is the artist.

“Life is an art,” some philosophers say. Life is an art because the world we live in is an art itself. Everything here has been thought of by Someone so that we can live here. I realized this one recent day while reading the properties of water. The pH, boiling temperature, freezing temperatures, and specific capacities of water are unique to support life. Water also has lower density while it is in a solid form (ice). Because solid ice floats over liquid water, life can go under the ice capped water bodies. Water is a wonderful artistic creation of Nature.

“All the world is a stage,” Shakespeare once wrote. We are enacting everything that Someone wants us to do. We don’t realize, but everything seems to be written by Someone’s Hands. “Maktub,” the Arabians of Paulo Coelho’s The Alchemist would say. The guidance is an art an we are following it so that we ourselves can be involved in artistic creation.

“Imagine if our lives were the dreams of Someone, that when They wake up we die and They start living,” I had read in Mistika- the most bizarre book I have read till date. I would say- Imagine we are the characters of a mega novel. The Writer would add fine details to every second of our activities and would move us as They would want. When the Writer feels it’s enough, They would kill us. There would be no option. We ourselves┬а do that many times. We love our characters as we develop them but there comes a time when the story does not move ahead without their death or we don’t feel free unless they die. Sir Doyle did that to Sherlock Holmes only to reincarnate him sometime later.

The Art of the Nature is the magnificent of all. There is everything for us to live. Nature nurtures us with Love. Nature Herself destroys us, but that’s only the transformation of the body made up of the Nature’s five elements- Earth, Water, Fire, Air and Metal. No life sustains without these. Who created them? Who created the Nature? I believe on a Supreme Being, the imperfect Artist of the artists- the first Author of the Universe and of this World. The flawed Writer who aims at crafting a beautiful story every time They set to write one. The One who teaches us to live and learns from us at the same time.

This one’s for YOU!

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Dear┬а SOUL-MATE,

We know each other – at least by our names. YOU may never recognize me and as I will never mention YOUR name, YOU may also never realize that this message is for YOU. So, why am I writing this? I asked this to myself several times. I thought and thought and thought and finally came to a conclusion that this is not just about YOU, it is about Me as well. If I don’t express these things somewhere or to someone, I think I’ll go crazy. I don’t want that to happen. If I go crazy and if people somehow find out that my feelings towards YOU are to be blamed, I will never be able to forgive myself. Yes, I seem a little selfish, but it’s for the good of us.

YOU might ask, “If we already know each other, why no mention of names?” My answer is that I want YOUR name discreet. I don’t want others to know that it is really YOU. While others will be reading this, they will never know that I am telling this only to YOU. If I reveal your name, you might fall into trouble. People may mock YOU. Even YOU may feel bad that I did not tell this to YOU directly, but write it down on a letter that can be read by anyone. To save YOU from any stigma that YOU might face, I will try maintaining the secrecy as much as possible.

The day I met YOU was special. It was a fine spring morning with the Sun shining brightly. We were headed to different destinations, but our roads had merged somehow. YOU may not agree, but I think our souls had been planning to meet each other for long. The moment YOU talked with me is still fresh in my mind. I had felt stupefied and I had not known at that time, that I would know YOU as someone I have been calling YOU now. How that feeling came up might sound like a story to YOU (if I can tell it in future). But isnтАЩt every life in this world a story with fascinating details?

Waiting for YOU on that route was difficult. It was a fifty percent chance that YOU would show up on a particular day. When YOU did not come, I just thought of that fine day, musing with myself. That moment gave me happiness no one can ever think of. Not a single moment has passed without the remembrance of that moment and YOU. ItтАЩs like my mind has been programmed to loop the same thing over and over – something that will never end until the end of my life. The best thing YOU did was to make me know myself. Before meeting YOU, I had very little interest in philosophy. Every time I met YOU, I felt that I had to have a good knowledge of life and death, of the world and its ways, of humans and love. I took an interest in these philosophical subjects to improve myself. The basic philosophy I followed was to love myself. If I did not love myself, I could not love YOU and could never expect YOUR love towards me. ItтАЩs been difficult. The transformation is slow. But it is not invisible. I have changed myself in a lot of ways. I have started seeing everything differently. I have got rid off the prejudices I had on people because they differed from me. I have started respecting each and every life on the Earth, the Earth herself, the Souls and the Creator. Above the Creator, I place YOU on the highest throne, respect, and love YOU. ThatтАЩs because YOU made me contact with my Soul after a long time and it was during such sessions that I had understood the Creator.

As I communicated with my soul more, I could seek for YOUR Soul as well. Whenever YOU were not in front of my eyes, I would look into my Soul to search YOURS. You might not have realized but our Souls have been communicating. When YOU are happy, I feel a surge of happiness. When YOU do not, I feel the world has gone sad, unhappy. YOUR problems have become mine. The Mother Nature signals me of these feelings. If Nature can not, my soul makes a contact with YOU and transmits YOUR state into my dreams so that I can find out ways to help YOU. So far, I have not been able to do anything except provide YOU with some words of suggestions. However, that makes YOU happy and if such small tasks of mine makes you happy, I will be doing such things again and again.

YOU may think that these feelings towards to originated out of lust and not off Love. ThatтАЩs not the case at all. Had it been only a crush or physical attraction, I would have forgotten YOU long ago. It was not about carnal pleasures тАУ never has that been the case. YOU have attractive looks and YOU are more beautiful than average, but that was not the first thing I had noticed about YOU. The first thing I had noticed was YOUR presence of mind and the way YOU could notice small details from the past. Then I saw YOUR good heart and then I could see YOUR Soul. From the beginning itself, YOUR abilities and Pure Heart have attracted me, YOUR physique тАУ never. There is no desire, there is no fear. Our Souls are Eternal friends and that will keep us close forever, though we might never meet again in our bodily forms.

Words are insufficient to describe my feelings towards YOU and I am finding it difficult to go on with this letter. Before I wrap off, I need to tell YOU something important. YOU might have been disillusioned by the ways people behave. YOU might have given importance to what others want to see from YOU. I know YOU are much different from what YOU have been showing to the World. No matter what YOU do, do not let anyone corrupt the Purity of YOUR Heart. If such a thing happens, I am with YOU forever and I will rescue YOUR Heart no matter what problems I might have to face.

Your Soul-Mate

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It’s a Beautiful World!

There are so many wonderful things we see. Even more which we can not see. We usually accept and adore things we can see. Tall mountains, green grasses, blue sky, vibrant rainbow- we love them all. They provide us with the pleasure that nothing else do. We, as products of this wonderful Nature, love to be in her lap.

This very nature provides us energy we don’t see but feel around us. The heat and light from the sun, the food from plants and animals(if we prefer), the vibes from the living beings around us. The breeze that softly blows through us makes us alive. The nature provides us with all.

An individual of one of the most magnificent species in the universe can do anything. I, though a tiny particle in the infinite universe believe that I can do anything through imagination, thoughtfulness and hard work. It’s a Beautiful World and I would like to be one jewel that enhances Her beauty.

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