We have painted ourselves with pedigree, caste, color, and nationality. Our existence is painted self. Who are we? Is it the reality we make choices and take decisions in our life or the painted monster “me” basking in the glory? Some realize this in their later life about this painting, while many others die living …
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Are we not painting our life every day with our unique paintbrush of thoughts, actions, and creativity? We will fill our unique colors of joy, learning, and relationships with the paintbrush. How can it be similar to the others?