My call is the call of battle, I nourish active rebellion,
He going with me must go well arm'd,
He going with me goes often with spare diet, poverty, angry enemies,
desertions. (Walt Whitman)
A woman's tears cannot be seen. They can only be felt to be understood. As each tear falls it burns her face. Man does not understand the yearning for love that is in her heart - he fails to understand that her love is pure and only for God. He is left repenting from having sown the seeds of pain and desire and not taking her hand on the path to God.
A man who cannot understand a woman's heart does not deserve to share her life.
Happy New Year!May Guru Sahib always have simran on your lips, seva in your hands and love in your heart. May each step you take be towards Him...each breath you take be in remembrance of Him and every thought you have be a reflection of His truth. Let the Golden light of Naam wash away your troubles and bathe you in contentment, forgiveness, peace and divine love.Waheguru Ji ka Khalsawaheguru Ji Ki Fateh
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