There is an overabundance of proof we live previous lives
When Kedarnath’s children were brought in, she recognized them immediately. She called them by nicknames and recalled shared experiences from their early years.
DON’T ASK I DON’T KNOW
Still bemused, I had stood for just a moment or two when the agonizing stabs of pain completely disappeared. I can only describe what happened as being similar to switching off a light switch.
THE ETERNAL SOUL
THE ETERNAL SOUL . Two mortal souls lived sweet and sour, The lovers dreamed in garden bower, In orchards filled with nature’s bloom, They cradled life from womb to tomb. ‘ That I will love you past the call, Stay wed your soul past curtain’s fall, To love […]
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