It seems like the flowers have all withered. The one who had watered them, the gardener has stopped visiting.
It seems as if the music is nothing but a bare strumming, plain sounds that are being emanated, because, there is no melody in it. It is as if the conductor of the orchestra is not there anymore to orchestrate the music.
It seems as if the words have lost their power to create an impact, because the writer’s inspiration has been gone, as though the ink in the pen is over.
It seems as if the road ahead cannot be seen, because the light in the eyes of the traveler is no more, he is blinded by darkness.
It seems as if the devotee has become faithless, because his God has bereft him.
It seems as though the world is an empty space, because the life in it is gone.
It seems as though the spirit in this life is gone, because the soul is no more……
It seems as if the music is nothing but a bare strumming, plain sounds that are being emanated, because, there is no melody in it. It is as if the conductor of the orchestra is not there anymore to orchestrate the music.
It seems as if the words have lost their power to create an impact, because the writer’s inspiration has been gone, as though the ink in the pen is over.
It seems as if the road ahead cannot be seen, because the light in the eyes of the traveler is no more, he is blinded by darkness.
It seems as if the devotee has become faithless, because his God has bereft him.
It seems as though the world is an empty space, because the life in it is gone.
It seems as though the spirit in this life is gone, because the soul is no more……
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