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Saturday, 7 March 2020

Gujarat government announces list of non-denominated castes

Man has a permanent relationship with man. We sometimes feel lonely. Looks like you don't want to talk to anyone right now. No
man can be alone forever. Some people cannot live alone in their own home. Some people are 'human'. There is also an appetite in the vicinity. There is also a thirst for sensation. Such a person is thirsty when he is not at home. Thirst is not just for the throat, but also for the heart. There is also a thirst for boasting. The thirst is quenched when there is no one who is proud. Even solitude is sometimes created with one's own person. The starless solitude turns into loneliness. Only when you are there do I feel that I am with me. Lack of stars creates emptiness. Even the peace seems like a chore. Nothing bothers, nothing bothers, nothing bothers. Everything seems to be moving. Your presence makes the whole house feel decadent. After the water has dried, the ground is shaken. Something similar happens after you leave. Swimming turns into a flurry.

It feels like stepping into my heaven when I set foot in the house. This paradise of two or three rooms is ours. Outside the door, I wipe out all the turmoil. I am careful not to let the sadness enter. The walls of our house are alive. Even with our laughter, the walls are dead. A light shines on the walls. Sometimes you get scared, you just can't get the look of a coke somewhere! The fear of happiness also has to be shaken. As it happens, this fear is not even shaken at home! Every corner of my house is sacred. I do not want to overstate it with fear, fear, sadness, resentment, anger, quarrels, or Abola. I want everything clean. Clean as your heart, clean as our mind and clean as our very existence!

Home is not just cleaning clothes. Holiness is created by love. Even in the most clean houses, santos are used. There is a difference between silence and silence in peace and quiet. It is not silent that nothing can be said or the mind is ready to speak. Even if there is something to be said, it is the compassion of the relationship that the mind does not want to say. Some homes are bound by rules. When clogged it quickly becomes clogged. The rules are in prison, not in the home. When rules are imposed, the house also becomes more like a prison. Those who do not feel liberated in their home can never enjoy the feeling of freedom. A girl was always laughing and playing. Have fun forever. His sister once asked, How can you be so free? The girl said, "There is a sky in my house. Where I get to fly. I am allowed to live my way. Looks like there is no sky. The lack of sky creates a vacuum. Only if the sky is clear. Do you have a sky in your house? Many homes have sky, but are not allowed to fly. If the sky is so wide, then it doesn't matter!

Once upon a time, a poor child went to the king's palace. Seeing the magnificent palace, it became like this. What happened to the baby, such a big palace! My house is very small. The child questioned the king. What does a large palace require? Is sleeping in the same room? The king responded by listening to the baby. Greatness is in the heart of the king. This huge palace is making me even wider. It should be in the heart of the king to have everyone's interest. The vastness makes you wider. The baby started laughing as he listened to the king. The king asked for a reason to laugh. The child said, "We are in a room. My father's heart is huge. He wants all the good. Don't think bad of anyone. It teaches me that, no matter how big or small, a house or a house is, there is no turning back. I don't understand whether you are right or my father correct?

The king turned his head around the baby and told an experience. The king said, I once went for a walk in the forest. There was a fakir living in a forest. I talked to Fakir. His words were about the love of the whole world. His talk was wide and wide. His thoughts were even wider than I thought. The answer that came to my mind is the answer to your question. The walls of some houses are dimly lit. When this happens, the whole world becomes our home. Every man in the world becomes a relative. It has to reach the level of the saint. The whole world is the home of God.

It doesn't matter what the house is like. What is important is how home is. There were two friends. A friend was from the middle class. Another incredibly rich. Once both were talking. "I don't mind going home," said a middle-class friend. This is what happens to me, ”said a rich friend. The rich friend asked, but why don't you want to go home? The friend said that all the people in my house are very strange. Homelessness is the only cause of unending rain. There is a two-room house. The other room may sound like a headlock. We live in a room with two brothers. My brother, too, has a strange mind. No one understands anything! The middle class friend then questioned the rich friend. Why don't you mind going home? Your house is magnificent. A rich friend said, yes my house is magnificent. It's a fun bungalow. There are dozens of rooms. There is a beautiful garden. Jahojalali has no shortage! Never mind going home though! Go home and I will be alone. All are buried in their own rooms. When he comes home he enters directly into his room. No one talks to anyone except work. Men keep the house very clean. Never see a spider's net anywhere. You know, some are not visible at all! Sanatana's trap sits atop Killol's throat. The creek is also dangerous. Don't do it! If a
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