No festival is greater than this. The supreme moment of life has arrived. There will be dancing, there will be singing, a thanksgiving, an expression of gratitude. How one does this is another matter.
Meera danced, Daya sang, Sahajo hummed, Chaitanya danced, Kabir composed verses, Buddha spoke. Sometimes it also happens that one remains silent…but in this silence there will be a beauty.
Haven’t you noticed the difference between the various types of silence? Sometimes a person becomes silent out of anger, so there is anger in his silence. He is silent, but he is not really silent; he is expressing his anger through silence.
Sometimes a man is silent in his sadness. He is silent, but he is still saying something. Every fiber of his body is saying that he is sad...
Publisher: Rebel
ISBN: 81-7261-164-1
Price: Rs. 500
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