The forgotten man... He works he votes generally he prays but his chief business in life is to pay.
And then when all around grows dark when we feel utterly alone when all men right and left pass us by and know us not a forgotten feeling rises in the breast.
Whoever knows it also knows that in love there is no More and no Less but...
Of these years nought remains in memory but the sad feeling that we have...
I spend my happiest hours in reading Vedantic books. They are to me like the...
Losing my anonymity in this world I think is something that I find...
Wherever you go, no matter what the weather, always bring your own...
You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.
