 But who is this that follows me in the silent dark ? I move aside to avoid his presence but I escape him not. He makes the dust rise from the earth with his swagger; he adds his loud voice to every word that I utter. He is my own little self, my lord, He knows no shame; but I am ashamed to come to thy door in his company. – (R.N. Tagore : Geetanjali) मैं चल पड़ा अकेले मिलकर करने गुप्त इशारा सजग उपस्थिति से उसके बच हटता तनिक किनारे धूल उड़ाते आ जाता है वह गर्वित गति जेता मेरा अहं हमारा प्रभु ही बन कर साथ रहा है |
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