Flashes, random thoughts, ideas, poems, personal insights collected over last one decade... Basically pieces of me which are yet to form a coherent picture!
Saturday, August 8, 2015
Match Box Surface
People are like match sticks. They carry fire but only as a
possibility. They have to come to the matchbox surface, to grind themselves in
and bang their heads for the fire to come out. The true teacher is like that –
a match box surface.
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