All of us came alone into this world
By a strange quirk of fate or karma
For a purpose well structured, but clearly undefined
For us at that time.
All through my life I have been blanketed by
Kith and kin ,friends and foes, wife and children
A crowd of people-good,
bad and ugly
At times cooperating but many a time confronting,
Sometime conducting an exhibition in the art of flattery,
while playing this enchanting game of life
With all its sweet and bitter
memories
As a participant and also as a spectator
I have been not swayed by notional and fictious
Relationship and non-existent love and concern
I have stood alone in a crowd of hypocrites.
When the game is over we all will go alone
Into the unknown-the mystery world,
The territory nobody has seen
And the ambience no
one could describe
Until then we will do whatever good we could do
And the kindness we All of us came alone into this world
By a strange quirk of fate or karma
For a purpose well structured, but clearly undefined
For us at that time.
All through my life I have been blanketed by
Kith and kin ,friends and foes, wife and children
A crowd of people-good,
bad and ugly
At times cooperating but many a time confronting,
Sometime conducting an exhibition in the art of flattery,
while playing this enchanting game of life
With all its sweet and bitter
memories
As a participant and also as a spectator
I have been not swayed by notional and fictious
Relationship and non-existent love and concern
I have stood alone in a crowd of hypocrites.
When the game is over we all will go alone
Into the unknown-the mystery world,
The territory nobody has seen
And the ambiance no
one could describe
Until then we will do whatever good we could do
And the kindness we can show,
For there is no guarantee that we are going to
Travel this way as the Kural say
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