Great painter.

He also loves the pictures we make. We admire man-made paintings. The name of the creator of the pictures or experiments where there is an exhibition or seminar is also given. good. That is mine and everything is fine with me. There are differences in both the sentences. A lot of people in the world say everything about me is good. But I will find someone who says that what is good is mine. The world's greatest painter Paramatma is invisible. We never think to see or understand it. It needs to be enjoyed and experienced. We never thought about the artist who painted the peacock feathers. If we consider the structures of the human body, we will find that the organs of our body and its proper grooming are amazing. No craftsman can make invaluable organs like heart, kidneys and lungs.

The proper arrangement of the digestive system and the circulatory system of the blood is one that is constantly going on. We do not know or have ever appreciated the painter who filled the butterfly's wing with innumerable colors, the rainbow with seven colors. This great painter has created countless different faces of human beings. Which seem different from one another. The painter does not write his name anywhere.

The painter made different faces but kept the other shapes the same. E.g. Two arms, two legs, two eyes, two ears. This gave everyone the same but it is difficult to find the same face. Everyone was given a different idea, understanding, behavior and temperament. Give different haiya suz to maintain similarity of ideas. Father of the Universe is truly a great painter. He has created a vast world but does not list or mark his name anywhere.

Where would the painter who decorated the beautiful, lush forest with red and yellow flowers on Gulmahor and Kesuda with orange flowers live? How will it be Where in the garden of the world would there be a great and powerful painter who created man-made flowers with different faces? Truly such a painter is an invisible, wonderful and formless form. We must not forget this great painter. It is the same painter's award to remember him every morning. Edge is the best and the best key to lending to it. There is prayer. I remember the poem I studied in fourth standard in Gujarati school. 'Tell me what God will be like ... what he will be like and where he will live.'

- Bhagubhai Bhimda