To My Feet

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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o my feet Wednesday,21st April 2021 O, my dear son you have reasons to feel disturbed as such tendencies are to be curbed no doubt, when I created human beings my intention was to bring peace and harmony on the earth for everybody but I was proved wrong as they took the birth for a song remained among as most greedy race and faced no guilt conscience yet death menace proved deterrence they were afraid to take a chance this danger brought them to my feet I maid no discrimination when bowed down and seated with prayers they need to do it themselves and behave with responsibility towards brethren and create living heaven some individuals may be noble but others still struggle remain deep with worldly pleasure and assure downfall Dr Hasmukh Mehta

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