There are times when one feels that the whole world is on the kill for you, for no particular reason or fault of yours. From the heavens of recognition and comfort I've fallen into the terra incognita amongst the bunch which seeks happiness in shooting from the lips alone and as it happens in all the zombie movies once bitten the person falls prey and joins the rat race. ( writing this post is a proof ;-)).
Kabir (not sure) had said (loosely translated below) :
Keep your demeaners near you,
dwell them in your own backyard,
Without much effort,
it keeps your character clean and sparkling.
Need to look inside my own girebaan for reasons ... may be ...
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