pankaj udhas:
sheesh mahal me ik ik chehara apna lagtha hai
[in the palace of mirrors, the universe, each face appears as mine]
what you see is your reflection
not all see what you have seen
naan rushi kuruthe kaavyam
unless you see ,can’t spin a poem
one word more, to be with the context, soundarya pipaasi, on the way encounters aesthetic soul****l beauty, the kucha kumbha, on the way to the ultimate sathyam shivam sundaram, but crossing these, ithi ithi–this and that– with his intellect firm on nethi nethi,– not these at all–but to more sublime
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