Somebody is not perfect
Nobody is perfect
When I accept that
I am nobody
I become perfect
Because
when I accept that
I am nobody
I remain everybody
everybody works for me
everybody enjoys for me
everybody weeps for me
everybody dance for me
everybody sings for me
all hands are mine
all legs are mine
all eyes are mine
all ears are mine
everything is mine
and everybody is mine
THE TOTAL SURRENDER
TO THE GOD HAPPENS
दया ........................................क्षमा
दया ........................................क्षमा