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    Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed! Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own!
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    Good Luck!
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    I'm pretty sure Mr. Benus is jealous today, Master.
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    I think there will be quite a few takers for your story here... and a horde of them for your husband.
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    Wishing all my wonderful, amazing, beautiful, sexy, smashing & dashing friends a Happy New Year. https://www.gayauthors.org/forums/blog/482/entry-16602-friendship/
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    Begin by music what lyrics had shunned, Evanescent feelings that shan't be returned, Forever is a long time if you are not a friend, Every limit mortal as time's sickle bend. Yet I bequeath my heart and desire, To you and your lot I cast in my fire, A flame everlasting shall flourish in me, Like a flower that blooms only for the bee. 31/12/16 ©asamvav111 Wishing everyone of my friends, near & dear ones, far & farces, enemies & rivals A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR.
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    OMG! No truer word ever spoken. "I don’t need to change one thing What you see in me is what I bring Don't make promises you can't keep Or drink enough to make you weep Just be happy with who you are And confine your wishes to a star"
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    This is a perfect short story posted here.
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    Spoken like a true poet. These are extremely personal poems. If I was the poet, I would never have shared them with the world. Thank you for pointing them out.
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    And every Doctor should see. Especially those who work in Public Health and Govt. funded institutions.
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    Please take care of yourself. We all love you.
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    Therapy Unspared... Parker!
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    :hugs: Please be careful.I pray to God that things go well. but be prepared. You are not alone. We are here for you.
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    A nurse can postpone a surgery... wow. So much power! This sounds like a bureaucratic nightmare. Healthy living choices are always welcome. It will actually help you on the long run. Try not to stress over the surgery. It's the system that is stupid. More happy thoughts your way. P.S. Has the nurse heard of "Whitecoat Hypertension"? And did she diagnose a patient with hypertension on her own with a single measurement on a pre-operative visit? So knowledgeable.
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    160/80 is not that high especially before surgery. The stress pulls systolic high. A couple of days bedtime anxiolytics fixes that. That's how we deal with it here. I think it is unlikely that they will find anything seriously wrong. In India it is the surgeon's responsibility to manage the perioperative hypertension. He may send for a internal medicine consult. But sending back to GP for this, seems juvenile. Guess that's why we provide better service in a far more resource limited situation. Worried a little here. Take care.
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    What a wonderful idea! Alas, we will never be able to do something like that in India. The level of education & inspiration is rather low.
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    Thank you Parker. But I didn't translate these myself. These are a part of an anthology of 700 poems collected by king Hala of satbahana dynasty from 1st century CE, composed in Maharashthri Prakrit. The poems have a very distinct flavour of the soil & are of erotic nature. Rare for the age and even afterwards, a lot of these were composed by women. Arvind Mehrotra, a learned scholar, have translated them from the original prakrit, and I must say his translations have managed to capture the beauty of the verses quite aptly. I will share a few more of my liking sometime later. Kisses.
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    They whisper the cruel one Leaves at dawn: Grow, night, And blot out tomorrow. (46) Hair like ruffed feathers, Half open eyes, The body in tremors needing rest: Having played the man, You now know how we suffer. (52) The way he stared, I kept covering myself, Not that I wanted him To look elsewhere. (73) The sky Whelmed over The village tank, And not a lotus crushed Nor a flamingo less. (110) His form In my eyes, His touch In my limbs, His words In my ears, His heart In my heart: Now who's Separated? (132) Ignorant of how it ends, The bride, having come, Looks up as if to say 'Go on'. (155) While the bhikshu Views her navel And she His handsome face, Crows lick clean Both ladle and alms bowl. (162) Day's work done, The sad harvestman Idles in the field, Avoids returning To a widowed hearth. (169) Aunt, Will he ever Know my grief? Can image Pierce mirror? (204) Bookish lovemaking Is soon repetitive: It's the improvised style Wins my heart. (274) A few gems from " The Absent Traveller: Prakrit Love Poetry from the Gathasaptasati of Satvahana Hala", translated by Arvind Krishna Mehrotra, published by Penguin Classics, 2008.
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    Being Fixed

    asamvav111 commented on Mikiesboy's blog entry in Mikiesboy's Blog

    Hope you have a good surgery and a prompt uneventful recovery. More love your way. Take care.
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    Those two verses will be great teaching tools at science classes.
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    I can identify with your feelings. There are places still in the world, may be in US too, were things are not as rosy.
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    Contemplating nuts and seeds.
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    Now I saw a victim in fire Now I saw a pledge undying Now I saw a situation dire Now I saw a cup overflowing An homage to Lalla Ded, the kasmiri mystic whose wonderful words I had but a taste this morning. 23/10/2016
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    Very sweet emotion. Liked it.
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    Yes I second Tim. They are both very nice. Kudos Emi.
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