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“السلام لن يأتي إلى الإخوة والأخوات إلا عندما يكون النوم أبديا. Peace will come to brothers and sisters only when sleep is eternal.”

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“To a heart that never gets tired. There's a whole lot of road, a path entirely mapped out with a bunch of pebbles, some already warmly enwrapped in your knapsack, while some lay wonderfully laden in your journey. A whole lot of people, a bunch of stars and a handful amount of time, do you find yourself alone? No, it cannot be yet you seek out company, in a blister of Hope, while all along something inside of you bathes in majestic solitude. Do you find peace? Rather do you seek peace? In a tangle of dreams, in a knot of illusions where would you walk? Which road, which path would you find yourself walking down the trail, is it the one that your soul yearns for or the one that is slithering through your mind, is it the one that your heart churns out from the vessel of lost time, or the Mirage of Time, in a mirror of passionate embers of your limitless soul. You walk by, you come close but let that walk you by, for dreams are but dead flowers when the spring gives in to winters of a sunset porch. And there but stands one fire, ignited through the countless stars dancing in a mad jest of a gypsy soul, a heart that never tires of its dreams softly kissing the stars of a distant paradise. So leads the way, where the journey unfolds in tiptoeing the vagabond mind, in decluttering all that is vapourised through the written pages of a story unwritten, to caress the pages yet to come, in a cocoon of a heart that never stops. Love & Light, always - Debatrayee”

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Author:Debatrayee Banerjee
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“The long, slow, sweet summer that had filled us with peace was drawing to a close. The breezes might still blow warm, but around the edges of our world was a "last-time" feeling. This special kind of loveliness, these rich offerings of pasture and wood lot could not go on forever. I wanted to tuck it all inside me--the wonder of it and our own deep delight--so it would last through the winter and until the year turned again to spring.”

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Book:The Lighted Heart
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