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Oct 2021
During its plummet to the ocean floor, the pebble wobbled. Once settled at the bottom, it was not bothered by the waves that washed across the ocean's surface, frequently and often violently. Before settling down in the self, the mind like the pebble goes through a comparable journey.
Written by
Eshwara Prasad
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