What in my karma, what in your dharma,
Who can but say,
which is ion whose lot?
Believe you or not,
There is something as karma,
Something as dharma,
Karam-dharam,
As you sow, so you reap,
Your activity will the fruit,
But work you selflessly,
As work is no work
If done in a selfish way,
Hope for the result not,
It will come to you naturally.
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