It was shepherds who were the first to recognize a king that the rest of the world refused to acknowledge.

All these thoughts of love and strife Glimmered through his lurid life, As the stars' intenser light Through the red flames o'er him trailing,  As his ships went sailing, sailing,  Northward in the summer night.

Only the fact that we are unaware how well our nearest know us enables us to live with them. Love is the most impregnable refuge of self-esteem, and we hate the eye that reaches to our nakedness. Edith Wharton ~ The Touchstone

Written By Samarendra mohanty

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