The Goddess Saraswati is often depicted as a beautiful, light-skinned woman dressed in pure white often seated on a white Nelumbo nucifera lotus (although Her actual vahana is believed to be a swan), which symbolizes that she is founded in the experience of the Absolute Truth. Thus, she not only has the knowledge but also the experience of the Highest Reality. She is mainly associated with the color white, which signifies the purity of true knowledge. Occasionally, however, she is also associated with the colour yellow, the colour of the flowers of the mustard plant that bloom at the time of her festival in the spring. She is not adorned heavily with jewels and gold, unlike the goddess Lakshmi, but is dressed modestly — perhaps representing her preference of knowledge over worldly material things.Wikipedia
There are times when I simply sit and think of all the nice moments I had, yet sometimes I am not happy because sadness overrules me most of the time. Why is it that all are not born alike? Now my thinker wave started bouncing for more curious stuffs in life. Nowadays I don’t get enough time for reading. That makes my writings monotonous and not lively because I find it difficult to pick up the exact words that are appropriate to the context. Now you may be wondering what this lady is going to put up here through her words? Now I will take the help of philosophical stuffs to clarify my doubts and also help others understand what I am going to convey. I don’t know whether it is mere imagination that I am having or a nice sleep I had after a beautiful dream. Various signs and signals conveyed through the cosmic waves keep me lingering about the existence of some high energy that controls the whole Universe at one go. May be the feeling of someone exists with you is something very diffic...
When I sit here… I feel secured… Upon the hills, I see a bird…Flying high… Enjoying the flight so calmly…up the hill, I called upon your heart, with immense hope… I thought I was right… I never knew the mistake…until I heard from you… Our meeting was indeed a mistake… Sweet as I can say…How can that be a mistake? Yes it indeed was…So serine, warm and cozy… I was caught in the waves, I heard the cry… Bloodless heart said that… I yelled so loudly, but nothing can be stopped, In a time, everything shattered into pieces… Happiness gone? Till now I was a part of it… Blood drained…from my heart...Oozing out Breathlessly I lay...Hearing the very word… I caught my brain to stop thinking But that’s said, Ruthlessly that I couldn’t bear anymore. Now the bond of love is no more… Gone are those that I held close In the little garden, I sat hopelessly I cannot love anyone; I felt the same as you… Strange, I tried and tried to say the same… But the message of action rea...
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