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  Message of Dussehra in Hindi Poem   सत्य सदा ही जीते जग में , असत्य की हो हार यहाँ , जीवन उत्सव बन जाए अब , खुशियाँ बिखरे द्वार यहाँ। काम , क्रोध और मद   को  त्यागें , मोह - लोभ को दूर करें , ईर्ष्या , द्वेष , छल , हठ को छोड़ें , आलस को हम चूर करें। दस बुराइयाँ ये जीवन का , पथ अवरोधक बनती हैं , इनके कारण ही बाधाएँ , नित्य हृदय को डसती हैं। सत्य मार्ग पर चलकर साथी , अपना लक्ष्य बनाएँ हम , नेक राह पर डटे रहें सब , मान - मर्यादा पाएँ हम। विजय सत्य की ही है निश्चित , सत्य ही बलवान रहे , असत्य मिटेगा , सदा सत्य का , ऊँचा ही सम्मान रहे। पर्व बने जीवन की हर पल , हर्षित मन संसार रहे , दसों विकार जो भीतर पलते , उनका ही संहार रहे।

  Dussehra Insights for Rulers: The Wisdom of King Ravana's Farewell The arrow struck, the kingdom fell, The king of Lanka drew a breath. He lay upon the burning sands, To meet the quiet gaze of death. Lakshmana stood beside the King, A student near a falling star, To hear the secrets of a soul That carried every jagged scar. "My nine heads fed on hungry greed, On pride, on wrath, and bitter lust, But one held music, stars, and hymns, Now turning slowly into dust." "I was a devotee of light, A scholar versed in ancient lore, Yet built my throne on stolen joy, And locked away the wisdom's door." He spoke of sins he kept close by, Of moments lost to dark delay, "I rushed to do the wicked deed, But put the noble acts away." "I had the boons, I had the might, I thought no hand could end my reign, But never scorn an enemy, For strength can turn to sudden pain." "And know this truth," he whispered low, "Keep inner secrets locked ...

 Duryodhan Syndrome Limericks I walk to the cliff for the fall, I answer the ruinous call. I pull down the throne, For the hunger I own, And darkness is best for us all. I gathered the things that I held, To watch as they finally felled. No let go of the past, How long fraud rule'll last, Hell in the fate is spelled.

  Significance of Praying by pranic -non-teach healer A prayer by a pranic healer is vital because it acts like plugging a appliance into an electric socket to receive functional energy. It connects you to a universal divine vital source, allowing fresh healing energy to flow through the healer and the client as surplus vitality, while creating an energetic shield of protection against absorbing negative energies. A healer and the client must pray daily and every occasion to create suplus vital energy and continually improve the aura. A pranic healer’s prayer, said in a poem   I pray with gratitude 'N all my servitude. To the Supreme One, source of all light, Divine ancestors, holding me tight. To my Teacher, wise and kind, Illumination for my mind.   You use me as channel pure-n-clear, To cast away bad aura 'n fear. To pour your energy through my soul, To make the broken spirit whole.   With conjectures and faith so deep, A promise that my heart will keep. Pious gif...

A layman can understand how pranic healing function through an analogy human body as a smart smartphone that runs on an invisible battery called prana, or life energy. When you are stressed, sick, or tired, that battery gets drained, and the energy lines get clogged with "digital static." it is meant to be rechached through invisible source once again. As a certified pranic healer, does not use needles or physical touch. Instead, he act like a technician for your energetic blueprint. First, he gently sweep away that stagnant, dirty energy. Then, he channel fresh, clean life force into your chakras. This jumpstarts body's natural power to heal itself much faster, restoring your inner balance and daily vitality. A Google query suggested the following two--minute vital energy awareness exercise to actually feel the energy between one's own hands. Energy Awareness Exercise 1. Press the Centers: Take your right thumb and firmly press the center of your left palm for a few ...

 A SANJHI POEM: FOLK FESTIVAL OF HARYANA The soil is rich, the seeds are sown, The Sanjhi spirit now has grown. We honour earth, the dark and deep, While promises of harvest keep. The feminine, a sacred light, That turns the darkness into bright. In every woman, mother, friend, The powers of the earth ascend. With clay and dung upon the wall, We answer to the season's call. A Sanjhi image, shaped with care, A prayer rising through the air. We sing to her, the life-source root, For golden grain and rich, ripe fruit. To peasants who protect the land, We reach out with a helping hand. Prosperity in heaps of gold, And stories of the spirit told. We dance beneath the open sky, Where ancient faith will never die. From humble earth to spirit’s grace, We bow before the goddess’ face. In every field, in every heart, The cycle makes a brand new start.