"Quiet misery" is the name of a horrible inclination. The power of the aggravation that can't be communicated is as much mental agony as the agony of having the option to shout and cry isn't anything to him. It is hard to comprehend the secret aggravation of a young lady who thinks quietly by the window of a tinset house or a gallery of a pleasant structure. The aggravation of the kid's heart, checking out at the quiet sky around midnight, consumes his trepidation to cinders. The close to home agony of the moderately aged father, who is restless under the heaviness of the brutal expressions of the most minimal individuals of the general public, in light of the fact that the exceptionally charming young lady isn't getting hitched or the moderately aged young lady is getting separated for not a great explanation, is more extraordinary than a consuming fire. The quiet cry of the mother of the splendid virtuoso turned "junkie" is more terrifying than a volcanic ejection. May every one of the sufferings of the multitude of individuals of the world be eliminated, may our dharani be a nursery of wealth of harmony and joy. Best of luck to all.
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