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Who are we ? What is the purpose of being alive ? These are some questions which we will never see in our exams but once in our lives every human asks these questions or maybe even animals ask them, in ways beyond our thoughts, at least for now. If there is a God , Is it a whole species of them like the other beings or the God is absolutely unique. Faiths around the world gives us various signs, thoughts and theories. But there is always a question that we can always arise and every time we ask this question it gets broader and wider until it get bigger than our own thoughts, theories and beliefs. If the God created the universe then what about the origin of God ? If the God is just the operator then who is the creator ? and these question just lead us to a dark room which is not yet enlightened. There are some theories for the origin of the universe in modern sciences as well as in Vedic sciences, but what we don't know is that How long they will last and how far they are c

Unicorn This poem is about road rage and how it affects life. This poem illustrates a scene of animal caught in an accident. The poem displays scene and takes the reader on the road itself. I hope you will feel the poem. Today I saw a unicorn Walking on the road It made a sound Neither whisper nor a roar. The road was busy It was hard to cross it The noises of the horns Started to startle him. Somehow step by step He made its way across When he was at the edge He made his roar. Then a brumm sound was heard It was coming closer It was coming in zigzag Disturbing the whole motion. The unicorn saw it But he didn't move He accepted his fate And vanished in blue. A shriek was heard From the same direction The sound was heard But its source was nowhere. Once again we did it to him We made him roar first And then silenced him. The sound was still in the ears But its source was gone The unicorn was also just a little farther But his soul was