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Destiny....!!!

word "Destiny" a very pompous word. which is aroused from curiosity which eventually engulf s itself.just like a snake which trying eat its own tail........!!!!             bound with apprehensive nature and uniqueness of human mind which is good at  relating than as much as discriminating trying to comprehend future of own in an alien world of future.from the times immemorial to civilisations many systems devised to comprehend destiny.and brought forward as a part of customs,logy, and generations religiously taking it forward.the human history is evident of believers,followers,critics,cynics ,sceptics and so on.             though this gamut of foretelling arts came from all the walks of life is falsifiable keeps a phase with present modern world.but the much of human race is religiously following  such in different fashions altogether.              actually my question...

To The Bed of Goblet

To The Bed of Goblet A morning means to be a mentor Although dull as if any other A cup of tea without sugar Boasts the boring feel Yet a pale suffer with a pale sip No wish to get down for sugar to put in In fact a dull in dull out feel But morning means to be a mentor A goblet of tea towards a bed Finds its way to sweet. It’s in and it’s out As mentor this morning sought Raghavendra

Purpose.

Purpose. Introspection/debugging of self At this point of time it is required as the vegetative growth phase is at its edge and as a law of nature as far seen will be at its retrograde motion and tangible and intangible are subjected to entropy so it seems some sort of introspection is required as culminated and cultivated are also timely exposures and things come through empirical approach as well. Unaccountable resources were spent on the growth of just the vegetative part, despite not being quite sure if things learnt are truth as such or facts. The world is still a mirage with vibrant delusions, and deciphering the self to elucidate the whole system seems to be the convenient way. Life is just like passing by. A set of belief systems, customs, traditions, ideologies and running in a hurry and missing out on the inner plane and subjecting oneself to major entropy. This can again be termed as 'WHY... WHY SO...!' A hell of a lot of literature, talks and mere ga...