If you want to give some food
Give to the hungry
When he is in hunger
At the place where he is residing
Alone or with his family.
Claim not anything
As your own, my dear,
Admit always that
Nothing is yours
You are just a care taker.
Every one is a pilgrim
Every place is a place of pilgrimage
This world is just your own image
Go not forage, you cannot find any foot-page.
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