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Shah Wasil

Abstract Classics Thriller

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Shah Wasil

Abstract Classics Thriller

Peace

Peace

1 min
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Inner peace is a real blessing

It is the actual bliss

Without it, everything is worthless

If the heart is in turmoil

So feels the body and soul

And the whole life is spoilt

Then wealth and fame bring no joy

They hold no value

Because that chaos drives you mad

Mad to an extent that you try giving up on life

But when the heart is content

Life by default becomes joyful

Even if you don't possess wealth and property 

But are blessed with peace of heart

Then you really are the real Riche Rich

Because without it, everything is cringe.


ଏହି ବିଷୟବସ୍ତୁକୁ ମୂଲ୍ୟାଙ୍କନ କରନ୍ତୁ
ଲଗ୍ ଇନ୍

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