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Two friends, and a cup of tea
What a lovely combination
Combination to a secret lock of a treasure chest
Two friends, and two words of wisdom
What a lovely conversation
Conversation of eternal wisdom
Two friends, hand in hand
Such a lovely walk bare feet on a sandy beach
Walk of life with my companion
Two friends, sharing bread
What satisfaction, my stomach is full
Bank of knowledge at the bank of river
Two friends, away from each other
What’s that pain unbearable
An ointment of meeting again.
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Like with Internet Explorer and Safari, there are questions that pop up at various times during a day. Like while you are sleeping and you wake up suddenly to find yourself thinking, “Why did that question arise in my mind?” Strange... isn't it? But why do these questions arise in our grey matter? Is it a sign of super-intellectuality or negligence? Or is it a diversion from what we are doing for our subconscious mind? Or do they feed our egos to make ourselves feel important? All this is just to run away from truth. Question is a diversion. It always helps one to run away from the reality. For example-