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Group Member 10
- Oct 31
- India
- Deviant for 17 years
- www.sumeetkumar.org
- He / Him
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Mystic Wanderer aka fắ||ēn Fēắthēr
Why I call my self Mystic Wanderer ! I am the one who stands outside in the rain hoping to be enlightened by lightning (sounds Stupid ! ). I also feel, In our lives there is some pain, surely as there are storms and falling rain; but I always believed that the one who stands out in the storms will be the first person to see the Sun.
If you will allow me, I will quote The Count of Monte Cristo: "I'm a writer, not a saint. I'm imperfect, and so are my writings. These are my spiritual yearnings and tainted expressions of love, hacked as best I can onto thin sheets of wood pulp (or in my case, onto a thin keyboard), in a fallen world, with my flawed perceptions, feelings, desires, and misguided intentions. In a nutshell, this is me; live with it.
Life for me has been an exploration into many ways of being. I have wandered from path to path and have gained a fair amount of wisdom from observation, experience and most of all, mistakes.
There seems to be no “right way” to live as far as I can see. We each can choose to follow another traveler or carve out our own road. I have chosen a combination, following sometimes and walking alone. My life’s mission is to live with great integrity so that I have no regrets. I want to die knowing that I loved well, that I walked my road by my own compass and that my life was a gift to others in some way.
I have traveled a lot in this world, but the most eye-opening, heart-rending, and life-altering discoveries are those that have been uncovered in the hills and valleys, the highways and byways of my own heart and soul.
I read some where "We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they're called memories. Some take us forward, they're called dreams". Yes, I live my life moment by moment, hour by hour, day by day. A moment lasts all of a second, but the memory lives on forever. A strange thing is memory, and hope; one looks backward, and the other forward; one is of today, the other of tomorrow. Memory is history recorded in our brain, memory is a painter, it paints pictures of the past and of the day.
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Current Residence: Earth, specifically New Delhi
deviantWEAR sizing preference: M
Favourite style of art: Conceptual
Operating System: Windows 7
MP3 player of choice: My Mobile and WinAmp
Personal Quote: The RACE is NOT OVER because I haven't WON yet.
Why I call my self Mystic Wanderer ! I am the one who stands outside in the rain hoping to be enlightened by lightning (sounds Stupid ! ). I also feel, In our lives there is some pain, surely as there are storms and falling rain; but I always believed that the one who stands out in the storms will be the first person to see the Sun.
If you will allow me, I will quote The Count of Monte Cristo: "I'm a writer, not a saint. I'm imperfect, and so are my writings. These are my spiritual yearnings and tainted expressions of love, hacked as best I can onto thin sheets of wood pulp (or in my case, onto a thin keyboard), in a fallen world, with my flawed perceptions, feelings, desires, and misguided intentions. In a nutshell, this is me; live with it.
Life for me has been an exploration into many ways of being. I have wandered from path to path and have gained a fair amount of wisdom from observation, experience and most of all, mistakes.
There seems to be no “right way” to live as far as I can see. We each can choose to follow another traveler or carve out our own road. I have chosen a combination, following sometimes and walking alone. My life’s mission is to live with great integrity so that I have no regrets. I want to die knowing that I loved well, that I walked my road by my own compass and that my life was a gift to others in some way.
I have traveled a lot in this world, but the most eye-opening, heart-rending, and life-altering discoveries are those that have been uncovered in the hills and valleys, the highways and byways of my own heart and soul.
I read some where "We all have our time machines. Some take us back, they're called memories. Some take us forward, they're called dreams". Yes, I live my life moment by moment, hour by hour, day by day. A moment lasts all of a second, but the memory lives on forever. A strange thing is memory, and hope; one looks backward, and the other forward; one is of today, the other of tomorrow. Memory is history recorded in our brain, memory is a painter, it paints pictures of the past and of the day.
【ツ】【ツ】【ツ】【ツ】【ツ】【ツ】【ツ】【ツ】【ツ】【ツ】【ツ】【ツ】【ツ】【ツ】【ツ】【ツ】【ツ】
Current Residence: Earth, specifically New Delhi
deviantWEAR sizing preference: M
Favourite style of art: Conceptual
Operating System: Windows 7
MP3 player of choice: My Mobile and WinAmp
Personal Quote: The RACE is NOT OVER because I haven't WON yet.
Favourite Movies
The scent of Women, The Pursuit of happyness, Babel, Good Will Hunting, Forest Gump, Into the Wilds, The Descendants
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Sinéad O'Connor, Richard Marx, Karunesh, Merlin Magic, AR Rehman,
Favourite Games
GTA
Tools of the Trade
Sony Digi SLR A350, NIKON D200; Nokia N82/N79 with Carl Zeiss 5.0 MP
Other Interests
Figuring out more and more of who I am and what the final stop on this life journey will be.
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The Barber and the GOD
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A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut and his beard trimmed. As the barber began to work, they began to have a good conversation. They talked about so many things and various subjects. When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said: "I don't believe that God exists." " Why do you say that? "asked the customer.
"Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn't exist.
Tell me, if God exists,would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children? If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain. I can't imagine loving a God who would allow all of these things."
The
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Beyond INVISIBLE
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A young man was getting ready to graduate from college. For many months he had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer's showroom, and knowing his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.
As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation, his father called him into his private study. His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautifully wrapped gift box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed, the young man opened the box and found a lovely, Silver-bound
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Wish you happy birthday! 
Amazing Shots !
Great Going !
Great Going !
Thanks for sharing all these marvelous pictures of a country I've long admired and wanted to visit all my life. Your deep thoughts are an inspiration to all.
Thanks Myron, I am blessed that you liked my photos. Thanks for appreciation. I really mean it.
You're most welcome friend. You have a unique eye for fine picture taking.
Beauty is nothing without true admirer who looks from his/her eyes of heart and soul..... Thanks for appreciation...
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Beautiful gallery ! Its like a tour in itself 
All the pictures are so finely composed ! Brilliant !!
All the pictures are so finely composed ! Brilliant !!