Wednesday, July 16, 2008

WEDNESDAYS' WORDS

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I spoil all the parties. All I have to do is walk in and set-up shop and the show stops. After I've finished my work, I pack-up and leave, (to great laughter and applause)."Whew! He's gone, thank goodness!!







The Earth is the foundation of everything.
Your world is built upon it.








You are not considered a Sadhu
until your Rudrakshas are jet-black
(from the fire).








I controlled his mind.
He was a weak man -
He wasn't doing it!