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Author: Sushil Kapoor

History Belong to Me (http://www.gabdika.com) Philosopher Thinker spiritual seeker and A Joker, Live as 0pen-minded but adopted desi lifestyle. High thinking and the simple living concept is the theme. I am not running behind the money, Hi-Fi lifestyle, but I don't have any problem, if I got that with my hard and smart work and earning. I love nature and going out stay under 5 million stars. I am helping in nature but help only those who need help. I am kind but only for those who deserve it. I love to get like or loved as am I. I like those who are calm kind compassion, god lover, follow spirituality or just Good human being. I do what I believe & I am a believer that God is with me in every breath I inhale. Neither I have, nor I pretend to have anything like attitude. I never hate anything, but I like those who hate something. I can act as if I am serious, just when I am serious no act I can do. I don't want to be failed, but I admire those who tend to get failed. I don't think of myself as smart but I find it quite impressive when someone says to me "You are smart". I want to help every creature in sustaining their lives but I don't intend to be a feast of any creature. I don't require any kind of fame at the same time I don't want to be defamed. I try to reveal realities at anyone but some sort of vices interfere over my virtues there. To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury, and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable; and wealthy, not rich; to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with an open heart; to study hard; to think quietly, act frankly, talk gently, await occasions, hurry never; in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common. This is my symphony.

Love affair of Bee and Flower

ImageMarch 20, 2021March 20, 2021 Sushil Kapoor

by Dimple Thakur When I was meandering in my Lawn, I witnessed the romance of Bee and flower in the early hour of dawn. Flower was craving for bee like someone craving for their long lost souls. When Bee came and kissed the flower with gentle touch, It seems like dew of water quenches the […]

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