Mind Has Different Roles

Mind Has Different Roles short poem

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Mind has different roles in realizing life’s goals.
It claims to be rational in self-concerned decisions,
creates different logics to win over pricking situations
may be logics and decisions damage self and social control.
Rationality in logics for all results into progression ,
negligence of society in logics is social regression
freedom of expression needs wholistic analysis and self-control.
Seeds of wholistic life are sown in nurturing a child,
absence of rationality, others’ concern and optimism in nurturing ,
makes adults self-centered and wild.
Let everyone realize need of the hour in her/his actions,
and be wholistic, rational, progressive and optimistic
to liquidate all self appeasing distractions.

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Served education sector for 37 years in different capacities and superannuated from Kendriya Vidyalaya Sangathan HQ New Delhi as DC,Admn in Feb.2007.
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Dr.Indu Nautiyal
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An apt comment on the current situation ,where freedom of expression is being abused so unreasonably without self control under the pretext of progressive thinking .

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