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#Nikita kour

I'm Nikita kour I'm a writer from Assam Guwahati Make your life straight with a new right decision. Because you never know when and where people in your life will come up with new ways to run your life, trapping you on a challenging path.

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Unsplash शहर की चहल-पहल भरी सड़कों से गुज़रते हुए निकी की आँखें चमक उठीं। उसे ऐसे दिन बहुत पसंद थे, जब सूरज चमकता हो और हवा में स्ट्रीट फ़ूड की मीठी खुशबू हो। जैसे ही वह एक कोने में मुड़ी, निकी ने फुटपाथ पर बैठी एक छोटी लड़की को देखा, जिसकी उम्र 10 साल से ज़्यादा नहीं थी। लड़की की आँखें नीचे झुकी हुई थीं, और उसके हाथ में पेन का एक छोटा सा डिब्बा था। लड़की के पास पहुँचते ही निकी का दिल पिघल गया। "नमस्ते, बेटा," उसने धीरे से कहा। "तुम्हारा नाम क्या है?" लड़की ने ऊपर देखा, उसकी आँखों में आँसू भर आए। "मैं रिया हूँ, दीदी," उसने हकलाते हुए कहा। "मैं अपने परिवार का भरण-पोषण करने के लिए ये पेन बेचने की कोशिश कर रही हूँ।" निकी की आँखें करुणा से चौड़ी हो गईं। उसने अपनी जेब से हाथ डाला और 10 रुपये का नोट निकाला। "मैं एक ले लूँगी, रिया," उसने मुस्कुराते हुए कहा। जैसे ही निकी चली गई, उसे गर्व और उद्देश्य की भावना महसूस हुई। उसने रिया के जीवन में एक बदलाव किया था, चाहे वह कितना भी छोटा क्यों न हो। जब वह घर पहुँची, तो निकी ने पेन धोया और यह देखकर आश्चर्यचकित हो गई कि यह कितना सुंदर लग रहा था। वह रिया के चेहरे और उसकी आँखों में चमक को याद करते हुए मुस्कुराई। निकी को एहसास हुआ कि कभी-कभी, दयालुता के सबसे छोटे कार्य सबसे बड़ा अंतर ला सकते हैं। और जब उसने पेन पकड़ा, जो अब आशा और लचीलेपन का प्रतीक है, तो उसे पता था कि वह हमेशा रिया और उनके संयोग की याद को संजो कर रखेगी। ©#Nikita kour #Book

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Unsplash एक इंसान को सम्मान उसकी काबिलियत से दिया जाता है, लेकिन उनके काबिलियत का सम्मान अगर , बेजती से हो तो वह अपने काबिलियत ,का इन्विटेशन उसके लायक नहीं समझता, क्योंकि एक इंसान की पहचान उसकी काबिलियत, से की जाती हैं और एक इंसान को पहचान उसकी काबिलियत मिलता है ©#Nikita kour #leafbook

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Unsplash Story of three friends Neelam, Nani, Sonia, Sonia and Nani were best friends, all three of them used to go for an outing together, everything was going well but suddenly Nani fell very sick, Neelam was also fighting with her illness. Before Nani's death, Neelam had a dream that it was night time and Nani and Sonia took Neelam to the graveyard, Neelam looked around and found herself surrounded by the graveyard, where she found herself surrounded by a dark night and a terrible storm, Neelam asked Sonia and Nani, why are we at the graveyard, then Neelam told Nani and Sonia that this is not a place to go for a outing, this is a graveyard, both of you. Why have you brought me to the graveyard? Come with me from here and Sonia and Nani came out of the graveyard with me, but both of them said that they would bring a car, but both of them did not return. Neelam kept calling them loudly in the darkness of that night. She tried a lot to find them, but both of them could not be found. Nani and Sonia left Neelam outside the graveyard and went away. Neelam suddenly got nervous and sat up in the bed and saw that she was completely drenched in sweat. Neelam took a deep breath and said, Oh God, this was a dream. Neelam said to herself, it is good that this was a dream, but the dream is going to turn into reality. Neelam was unaware of this. After a while, Neelam gets a call. Neelam, do you know that Nani has died. She is dead. Suddenly, Neelam's eyes filled up. And even today, Neelam is not able to come out of that terrible dream. Even today, Neelam is waiting for them outside the graveyard. If there is a good friendship, it should be such that it remains even after death. don't leave your friends ©#Nikita kour #Book

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White I am like a quiet storm, I am like a quiet fire, I am like a calm wind, but if you try to put out a fire, the storm will not stop roaring at you till it surrounds you with its terrible thunders, ©#Nikita kour #Sad_Status nikita

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White I am like a quiet storm, I am like a quiet fire, I am like a calm wind, but if you try to put out a fire, the storm will not stop roaring at you till it surrounds you with its terrible thunders, ©#Nikita kour #sad_quotes nikita kour

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White You are playing with a red eyed thought whose eyes are not only red but it also looks straight into your eyes with a boldness ©#Nikita kour #sad_quotes

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White दूसरों को मत परखो, खुद को परखो जब तक तुम्हें पता न चल जाए कि तुम्हारी परीक्षा ही तुम्हारा सुधार है ©#Nikita kour #hindi_diwas

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The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and she gets up from the chair and looks out of the window and sees that the clouds were thundering and it was raining heavily. And she saw a bird on the window outside her house which was getting wet in the rain. Nikki picked up the bird from her window and brought it inside the room. Then she saw that the bird's wing was hurt, that is why it could not fly when it rained. Similarly, when we are hurt from within, then we also cannot fight the storm because when our heart is hurt from inside, then our wings get hurt and the wings show our dreams, our desires. If we stop fighting, then our wings will get hurt and we can never fly with our wings. ©#Nikita kour The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and she gets up from the chair and looks out of the window and sees that the clouds were thundering and it was raining heavily. And she saw a bird on the window outside her house which was getting wet in the rain. Nikki picked up the bird from her window and brought it inside the room. Then she saw that the bird's wing was hurt, that is why it could not fly when

The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and she gets up from the chair and looks out of the window and sees that the clouds were thundering and it was raining heavily. And she saw a bird on the window outside her house which was getting wet in the rain. Nikki picked up the bird from her window and brought it inside the room. Then she saw that the bird's wing was hurt, that is why it could not fly when #Poetry

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