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Each one of us believe in different creed
Each one of us have religious sects we belong to
Just to satisfy our souls' spiritual needs
To believe in different icon of Gods and Goddesses
Gautama Buddha was the founder of Buddhism Religion. He was born in 560 BC and died at the age of 80 in 480 BC. His life story is known to the world as a popular reformer in the spiritual world. His life story goes:
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Jaya, Jaya, Jaya, Jayahe!
Truth Alone Triumph
Why do you think God created so many religions?
Maybe he wasn’t thinking straight and didn’t
anticipate how annoying they would become,
always running around claiming they’re the only
Buddha said, “If one lives
Just for others’ happiness,
Happy that one becomes
As a matter of course.”
Jammu & Kashmir – where snow-white mountains are immersed into deep meditation from pre-historic times
Jammu & Kashmir – where mountain streams are flowing with sweet sounds, as if little children are reciting their nursery rhymes.
The Great Asoka* tried
Napoleon Bonaparte too tried and failed
Asoka denounced world and adopted Buddhism
Such was appeal and remorse for humanism
(mother' day 2020)
Love is the deepest universe,
There was a setback
Thousand two years back
To the Hindu Religion,
With its order broken.
China is infuriated with the US government,
The US did not ban the illegal imports that contained lead base paint,
(see Observation Do Tell Mattel)
Beijing was upset by Washington welcoming a Buddhist Monk,
Isn’t it frustrating how Muslims say you’ll go to hell
if you’re not a Muslim and Christians say you’ll go
to hell if you’re not a Christian? There’s no way to win.
You just have to gamble that you choose the right
A pretty fragrant flower is the Lotus
It occurs in hues of pink, blue and white
Lotus has been accorded a divine status
It's majestic beauty is a delightful sight.
-—for Zhang Dai 
By Zhu Zhu
(Translated by Denis Mair)
Well, you had to find it some
where another person passed simplicity
on to you, the practice of some syllables
the position of a seated body and you believe
Whole of world seemed so small
Emperor Ashoka had met all the frontier calls
Enemy was reduced to nil and seen no where
He proudly thought' now no heads can dare'
From the ruin,
Have I leapt up,
Like the soul enters,
A new body in Buddhism!
Who shall I say-
When so many Gods we are surrounded with
on trees… in stones… in home… in hearts
I retire with honour leaving my post to other.
Settling all the public affairs, I am happier.
Like a fairy, I take naps leisurely.
Things which I like to do freely: -
The great Adi Sankara was born at Kalady, Kerala, India in the year 686 AD and died in 718 AD. (Some say, he was born in 509 BC and died in 477 BC.)
At the time of Adi Shankara's life, Hinduism began to decline because of the influence of Buddhism and Jainism. Hinduism had become divided into innumerable quarrelsome sects. During his short span of 32 years of life, he extensively travelled on foot to various parts of India to restore the study of Vedas. He held discourses and debates with the leading scholars of all these sects and schools of philosophy to controvert their doctrines. In all his works, he stressed the importance of the Vedas, and his efforts helped Hinduism regain its strength and popularity.
All religions says about sin, redemption, faith and liberation but not about life to live;
Due to desire and attachment to things and humans humanity suffers in world woes;
Solution lies in non-attachment, non-violence and love says simply Buddhism;
All religions indulge in conversion for relief but Buddhism has spread of its own accord!
written on the eve of a cremation ceremony held for Thich Nhat Hanh, founder of engaged Buddhism and peace activist
silhouetted against twilight sky
I am Apām Napāt*
I am Shukra-born**
I am Vrischika***
I am Mesha^
There is something of Suryanamaskar,
Perceiving of the sunflower
In the self,
What it is in you is in me,
To talk of separation and religious incrimination
And if this be, they must return to Bangladesh
And if they can adjust with the local culture, may definitely.
The seventh aspect
is mental consciousness,
There are five
aspects related to
the five sensory
of the ground or
The Monpa people
Their linguistic variations
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