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Born to the best mom on this beautiful mother earth I was little luckier then the rest Simply successful school life Followed by flourishing fun at college Getting married to my mate from childhood Filled my life with love and merriment Working as a teacher who is favorite of all Mother to two daughters who are now not too small My story might seem like a joyride But trust me, it was full of jolts and jerks

It's there within It's not at all unreachable It's a pleasure within reach That place with a Music of its own It's visible with eyes closed It's audible with ears at rest It's felt when everything else ceases to be felt That place with a Music of its own It's an unconscious effort It's an unforced willingness It's a short surrender That takes you there That place with a music of its own It's not at all drifting away from where you are It's not at all longing long to hear the notes It's very much here and now That place with a Music of its own It's you and me It's we all, the mystics Who compose the music Our heart is That place with a music of its own