When we are not aware of ourselves,
When we are not aware of our surroundings,
When we are not aware of the world around us,
When we are not aware of our present,
When we are veiled by ignorance,
It is not the degrees or educational qualification that matters but the deep awareness about one's self
Who am I?
This question perplexed me for years
Who is my creator?
I have still not found my answers
I feel that I am ignorant about lot of things,
I have learned a lot of things but still there is a void...
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dear Vinaya....read Psalms 139: 13 from the Holy Bible & you will find the answer! God loves you