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World Beard Day My First Love
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I love my beard | Abhishek Solanki #Beard #mine #Love #Truth

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World Beard Day tough dikhna hai reason
ya isse badlta hai jeevan
rockstar sa feel deta hai
ya heal feel kar leta hai
kya kaaran hai kuch toh
hoga hii tum hii bata do
anyways it's important
if you loves your beard
let's for you cheered
wishing you my macho man💪
Happy world beard day
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✍--Raaj kumari

#worldbeardday
#hinglish
#Nojoto
#nojotohindi

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All the world's a stage!

All the world's a stage ,And all the men and women merely players ;They have their exits and their entrances,And one man in his time plays many parts,His acts being seven ages. At first,the infant,Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms .Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchelAnd shining morning face, creeping like snailUnwillingly to school. And then the lover ,Sighing like furnace, with a woeful balladMade to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,Seeking the bubble reputationEven in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,In fair round belly with good capon lined,With eyes severe and beard of formal cut ,Full of wise saws and modern instances ;And so he plays his part. The sixth age shiftsInto the lean and slippered pantaloon,With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;His youthful hose , well saved, a world too wideFor his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,Turning again toward childish treble ,pipesAnd whistles in his sound. Last scene of all ,That ends this strange eventful history ,Is second childishness and mere oblivion ,Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste , sans everything.-William Shakespeare

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“All the world’s a stage\"

BY Shakespeare
All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms;
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lin’d,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper’d pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well sav’d, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion;
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

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मोहब्बत की राहों में 
दिल्लगी सी हो गई...
दाढ़ी भी जीवन में 
प्यारी सी हो गई...

इक दफा एक तरफा 
चाहा था मैंने उसे
पर जब उसकी हंसी देखी
तो मेरे चेहरे की गुलाबी 
कहीं जाकर खो सी गई...

Beard love...
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