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Saturday, April 28, 2007

The Meaning Of It All

Are we born to die someday?
Or go about hankering after friends, fortune and fame everyday?
I know not what to do today,
I know what I am today is because of yesterday.
I know what I will be tomorrow is because of today.

Life is a like a fire which keeps on burning and burning
Life is full of desires and despair,
Raise your desire as high as the fire.
Never let yourself to be burnt in the fire of despair.

Death need not to be feared,
For when it nears, you are not there.
Arnab Kar
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