Fog of ego doesn’t let the mind to off go the blindness of false pretences and doesn’t allow the prudence …
There is a profound submission in your unavailability,
That this grief keeps no place spare for any other grief,
I love to hate the wholesomeness of that pain,
Without which my life would have remained incomplete
In every sphere of situation “ALL IS WELL” may better be quoted as “ALL IN WELL” now a days.