Guest guest Posted April 21, 2004 Report Share Posted April 21, 2004 You're a poor farmer, mind of mine! You've let the precious field of human life sit fallow too long. If only you had planted right a golden crop would be yours by now! If you had fenced it around with the name of Ma Kali, no one could ever seize it from you. Even the God of Death couldn't smash the stout barrier of the wild-haired Goddess. Don't you know it could be confiscated from under your feet this very moment or a hundred years hence? Mind, the ownership rights are still yours - whisk away the harvest this minute! The Guru planted the seeds, but the rain of your devotion must irrigate the fields. Ramprasad Sen Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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