Time is endless in thy hands, my lord.
There is none to count thy minutes.
Days and nights pass and ages bloom and fade like flowers.
Thou knowest how to wait.
Thy centuries follow each other perfecting a small wild flower.
We have no time to lose,
and having no time we must scramble for a chance.
We are too poor to be late.
And thus it is that time goes by
while I give it to every querulous man who claims it,
and thine altar is empty of all offerings to the last.
At the end of the day I hasten in fear lest thy gate be shut;
but I find that yet there is time.
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Hi All,
I am Ashish Kanyal.
Basically, I am from Uttarakhand near Nainital. I am B. Tech.- Mechanical Engineering graduate and PGDM-HRM post-graduate. Presently, I am HR Officer by profession.
I am writing these posts just to incurr into the readers the contemplation and review of the existing thoughts. Such thoughts help in shaping our behavior and society at a large. Also, it provide me a sense of giving something back to the society as our service through our experience, learning, and introspection.
Moreover, these write-ups are the experience and inner journey that I am undertaking and hope may help others too in shaping their inner journey of self-reflection and self-realization.
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