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101 " If you are always in a herd, your nature will be of sheep. "
― Soman Gouda , YOGI IN SUITS: Christopher Nolan and Vedanta
102 " Everyone on this earth is alone! They just create some people around as their subjective world and convince themselves that they are happy. And not afraid of anything! "
103 " I am like a feather floating in the air, neither driven by a purpose nor bound by an ambition. "
― Soman Gouda , Spoor of an Indian Horse
104 " In the later part of life, I learned that there are few thoughts in everyone’s mind, that are supposed to be preserved like a family heirloom, though they are obsolete, though they aren’t of much use or the significance, just to be placed in a dark corner not to erase their existence. "
105 " There was a rhythm between the silence and the song, like that of the breast and the baby, evading the realm of time. "
106 " It is engraved in the very genes of the human being, to climb the mountain despite knowing that there’s nothing to be done after making it to the summit. "
107 " You do not choose this existence but the existence chooses you "
108 " Somewhere deep down in my mind, an idea sprouted. The idea of brave men. The idea that worked for all the sages and the sinners, the kings and the paupers, the idea of flying, the idea of setting oneself free. "
109 " Three souls, though the knots in the same string, thought in different directions and slept in varied orientations like the angles of a triangle. "
110 " If you don’t write your own story, you will be a character in others. "
111 " I look out the window — enormous clouds, like a series of white cottony elephants and rabbits go on procession there. I feel one among them, soothing someone’s mind and wetting someone’s heart. I feel one with the eternal motion of the existence. I offer myself. "
112 " At times, they (stars) looked like the rubies and emeralds placed for exhibition by the god. "
113 " Like a filmy soap bubble, her smile reached me leisurely and got busted on my face to liberate all the pressure it wombed through its way. "
114 " the coffee is my present life and the milk my childhood. Bitterness or the blandness neither could be tasted exclusively, when the god buys you a café-latte "
115 " Infant clouds of the gloaming were struggling to prove their loyalty to the wind. Earth strived hard to prove its fertility. Somewhere, the flowers fought hard to preserve the fragrance in their wombs for the unknown tomorrow. The life was on an endless swing, mine and yours. "
116 " Do they think they could spring up the love and compassion in the core of alienated humans by a mere hug? Does the happiness propagate with much ease like a modern day disease, by a mere hug? "
117 " I am not in favor of those who profess the idea that dreams have got meanings in them. One thing I could assure is that they bring out a mysterious artist in every human being, a befuddled artist with nebulous notions. "