Happy Diwali to all... spread the light..

HAPPY DEEPAWALI TO ALL
Celebrating Deepawali is not just to spread the light outside but we should try to search the inner darkness and try to drive away that darkness. During this festival I felt the growing selfishness--greed only for the self ----come out of the cocoon and let`s enjoy this Deepawali for all ---not for self only.
Dr. Ram Sharma

Happy Diwali to All...

LET`S LIGHT THE LAMP
A POEM BY DR. RAM SHARMA
Let`s light the lamp of love
let`s drive away the darkness of malice
let`s fill our heart with compassion
let  there be peace in the world
let`s light the lamp of divine humanism
let there be no demon of negativitism
let`s light the lamp of love
HAPPY DEEPAWALI 2 ALL

Song of the Soul...

SONG OF THE SOUL

BY DR. RAM SHARMA, MEERUT, INDIA

O! all my near and dear

Why do you fear, hear the voice, I'm here

Listen to the voice of your soul`s commotion

And behold with rapt devotion

Think, we get what we give

Remember , we die as we live

Be pure at heart , you`re richly insured

Soon all your diseases , grief, will get cured

Love is the universal language...

Love is the universal language ---this is the only language understood by even animals .LOVE ----LOVE -------LOVE ALL------------------Dr. Ram Sharma

Lets live love...

Wonderful to be in India with Dr Ram Sharma and his students at Janta Vedic College  (December 2010)

Lets live love...

Lets breathe love, lets live love, lets play love, lets read love. LOVE ---LOVE----LOVE
ONLY LOVE
----Dr. Ram Sharma and Dr. Carolyn Heising  (photo:  taken at Sri Badrinath temple in the high Himalayas, Uttarakhand, India, June 24, 2011)

Living is an art...

LIVING IS AN ART. LIVING IN THIS MATERIALISTIC SELFISH WORLD WITHOUT LETTING THE MATERIALISTIC SELFISH WORLD LIVE IN YOU.LOVE ALL
Dr. Ram Sharma

I remember you, my village...

I REMEMBER YOU ! MY VILLAGE
A POEM BY DR. RAM SHARMA
I still remember you , my village
Two big ponds at its entrance
Mingling of three ways
... Like Ganga, Yamuna , Saraswati
Orchards of fragrant mangoes
Cool, serene Ganges Canal
Chirping of birds, dancing of peacocks
Swinging on the boughs of trees
Loving and playing with trees
Going with our bags to school
Through the dusty , muddy ways
Shinning of sun, moon rays
Celeberation of festivals
Singing of girls` group before Holi
Diwali crackers, Holi fervor
I still remember you, my village