OαΉƒ bhΕ«r bhuvaαΈ₯ svaαΈ₯
tΓ‘t savitΓΊr vΓ‘reαΉ‡yaαΉƒ
bhΓ‘rgo devΓ‘sya dhΔ«mahi
dhΓ­yo yΓ³ naαΈ₯ pracodΓ‘yāt
The mind can only reflect the true image of the Self when it is tranquil and wholly relaxed

Will you still love me
When I'm no longer young and beautiful?
I know you will, I know you will.


Sometimes you need to stand under the umbrella and other times you need to dance in the rain.
Sometimes you need to stand under the umbrella and other times you need to dance in the rain.
This world is but a canvas to our imagination.
asato mā sadgamaya, tamasomā jyotir gamaya
mrityormā amritam gamaya,Β oṁ Ε›hānti Ε›hānti Ε›hānti

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