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November 19, 2009
Thursday

He wept over the city

     Mystery of human life.  Mystery of our lives; lives of our families, our kin, our individual lives – life of a mother, father, brother, and sister.  These roads get entwined; we walk in a company of our relatives.  And our roads part, and people scatter and wander about as if in a dark forest.  Sometimes they find the road and they come back.
     Our lives, our paths, our roads, our fates.
     And over all of it there’s this big word: responsibility; for ourselves, and for another person – for the dearest one, for a relative, and for an affine.