My Self

My self As a stage of year I have no fear I boon with humility by my side of beast of an ant of my shadow. Into the seven seas is become my jeevan orja vartaman Learning various angles of various subjective process of lively kiss is i called my javik ourja bhavisya. Like my thirsty throat it seems deadly my mrituy orja. 786 going to the store of my past i earn moon sun and stars the numbers which you count is your future pain why the hell or jhanoum or narka I leave my note book of poetry because I love you as. My great god or khuda or bhagvan I'm a gentleman Jolly jolly kids happy Halloween and Christmas With love all MRI Jagdish Bajantri ETD