I asked a kati copper ‘ghosts’. ‘If I look before me,’ he said. If there is, the hopes of the ghosts will be seen as ghosts. Although the son is ghosted, it is a good thing.
January 13, bonfire. Manikonda Marrichettu has predicted Chaurasta. My scooter went straight and punched the car. Minor injuries. The people have come to the conclusion. When the crash is done, the man is understandable in Manchol. The garbage is thrown in the bonfire. If you throw a little difference, they throw me.
Under the Marrichettu, a voiceover was heard from the sky when a water bottle, which was unidentified, was drunk.
‘I didn’t make an appointment fix. Cyber criminals who come to the collision ‘to collide are like a warning.
Everything is written. I am. Because not to write to God. Adi Guru was gone without learning.
Flowers are sad. Talli knows. The child is not known. Marriage means suffering. The lack of knowledge of the baby does not mean pain. Mudasali bends with the burden of knowledge. Wisdom is suffering, Yatana.
Night hours. One is selling the toys of children on the road. There are no buyers.
“He has children very love,” said his friend Jaggu Dada.
“Mana’s words do not fill him.”
A camel, the horse joined our house. Two horses lovingly accompanied Jaggu.
The horse is listening to my words with the ears. The camel tries to say something with the jar muet. That is Arabby. Does not mean that.
We are suffering from childhood, but it does not go anywhere. There will be inside. Be vigilant.
Venkatesh, a watchman in the forest guesthouse of Talakona. One night a leopard came to his house as a guest. He was shaking with his wife and wife all night. Tiger with Gandru.
“Does this job be a blow or not?”
“The tiger eats at once. Aka eats on a regular basis. Sir said. Venkatesh remembers every time life is taken by Yutner. He said this.
What did not learn from scholars. The common people teach it all. They do not even know themselves.
The auto driver, which is considered tickles for all the people, once. He is a powerful man in a small auto. Sitting on the shit in the front seat, rotating the handle.
“Sir life is to journey on the road.”
“How do you know this big word?”
“Look at the auto Nadipi one day. You know ”
If you are traveling with those who do not remember and remember you, you will read a new book every day.
If you have experienced the seeds in the earth, you have a tree for you. Is there a philosophy beyond the leaf?
Life is to know yourself new.
The parties go in the sky. The hillsides are on the earth.
The Pakshi learns. The stone does not learn. Who are you
GR Maharshi
