This story reminds me of my Sanskrit Teacher at school. He too was strict but soft in his heart. Once he played a part in a drama of a minder at a cremation site in ‘Harishchandra’.
He was serious about his part but his acting elitied more comic than was desirable for a tragic scene. Later, when the students tried to tease him about that incident in a classroom he meted out severe punishment.
Precioso el colorido de la puesta de sol, desde la luz a la obscuridad: naranja, rosado, morado, azúl y todos entrelazados.
Un beso Paulo, hay que luchar por los sueños siempre pero debe ser sólo un sueño para que nuestra fuerza se una en una dirección “Sinergia”.
I believe that when we look for love courageously, it reveals itself, and we attract even more love. If one person really wants us, everyone does. But if we’re alone, we become even more alone. Life is strange…
This story reminds me of my Sanskrit Teacher at school. He too was strict but soft in his heart. Once he played a part in a drama of a minder at a cremation site in ‘Harishchandra’.
He was serious about his part but his acting elitied more comic than was desirable for a tragic scene. Later, when the students tried to tease him about that incident in a classroom he meted out severe punishment.
I see.
Uau !!!! belíssimo !
Harmonia, Amor, equilibrio, liberdade, pureza !
O som, os tons maravilhosos !!
uma viagem, um alimento para a alma
muito obrigada Paulo por nos proporcionar esses momentos de alegria
beijos,
Mari Raphael.
Precioso el colorido de la puesta de sol, desde la luz a la obscuridad: naranja, rosado, morado, azúl y todos entrelazados.
Un beso Paulo, hay que luchar por los sueños siempre pero debe ser sólo un sueño para que nuestra fuerza se una en una dirección “Sinergia”.