The rust of trivia, smears, stains my mind,
corroded by my sins, I maunder blind.
Venerated Thy name, my sole refuge,
peace, joy, solace and bliss in Thee I find.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
Under Your Cape, Teacher
Under Your Cape, Teacher A Teachers’ Day tribute to those who shape our thoughts, nurture our voices, and gently guide us toward discovering...
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.