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new fav word absurd
want to write more, may be later :)

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This too shall pass :)

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Dreams as we all know, are very curious things. They seem to be induced not by reason but by desire, not by head but by the heart.
- Fyodor Dostoyvesky

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O Me! O life! of the questions of these recurring,Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d,Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?Answer.That you are here—that life exists and identity,That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse

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O Me! O life! of the questions of these recurring,Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d,Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?Answer.That you are here—that life exists and identity,That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse

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What gives me hope is the idea that there will light after the times we are having...
I have always deeply believed in the thought that Difficult Things that happens to one is always followed up by Good things that are waiting to happen..

Taking one day at a time and being mindful of everything helps me stay afloat and see the sunshine through it all....

🌻

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Kathleen O'Meara's poem....
'And People Stayed Home,'
written in 1869.

And people stayed home
and read books and listened
and rested and exercised
and made art and played
and learned new ways of being
and stopped
and listened deeper
someone meditated
someone prayed
someone danced
someone met their shadow
and people began to think differently
and people healed
and in the absence of people who lived in ignorant ways,
dangerous, meaningless and heartless,
even the earth began to heal
and when the danger ended
and people found each other
grieved for the dead people
and they made new choices
and dreamed of new visions
and created new ways of life
and healed the earth completely
just as they were healed themselves.
🙏

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This might sound ridiculous but we used a pan to play table tennis to cope up the stress COVID 19 India website gave us.

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My Kathak classes have been online and the only validation I get from my teacher is good. Activities I enjoy and lift my mood is a ray of hope for me.