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एक योगी को अपने आत्मा को हरि नाम में लगाना चाहिए निरंतर अपने आत्मा को प्रभु के नाम में लगाना चाहिए योगी हरेः नामे आत्मानं समर्पयेत्, भगवतः नाम्ने निरन्तरात्मानं समर्पयेत्। A yogi should devote his soul to Hari Naam. He should constantly devote his soul to the name of the Lord. Dhanyawad Har Har Mahadev ©Mohan raj #Life Lessons Shiv Bhakti A yogi should devote his soul to Hari Naam. He should constantly devote his soul to the name of the Lord.

एक योगी को अपने आत्मा को हरि नाम में लगाना चाहिए निरंतर अपने आत्मा को प्रभु के नाम में लगाना चाहिए योगी हरेः नामे आत्मानं समर्पयेत्, भगवतः नाम्ने निरन्तरात्मानं समर्पयेत्। A yogi should devote his soul to Hari Naam. He should constantly devote his soul to the name of the Lord. Dhanyawad Har Har Mahadev ©Mohan raj #Life Lessons Shiv Bhakti A yogi should devote his soul to Hari Naam. He should constantly devote his soul to the name of the Lord.

Santosh Jangam

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"Woman - An Embodiment of Power" Each step she takes, a testament to her power, Wisdom flows from her like a boundless shower. Her heart, vast and serene, a guiding light, In her spirit, freedom takes its flight. Her voice, a melody that resonates strong, Her will, unyielding, against all wrong. A modern woman, forging ahead with grace, Every challenge met, she bravely face. Motherhood's love, a force divine, Strength and compassion in every line. With a heart as vast as the endless sky, She conquers all with a resolute eye. From dawn to dusk, her work never ends, A sculptor of life, where love transcends. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The moral of the poem is to celebrate and acknowledge the empowerment, strength, and contributions of women in society.

"Woman - An Embodiment of Power" Each step she takes, a testament to her power, Wisdom flows from her like a boundless shower. Her heart, vast and serene, a guiding light, In her spirit, freedom takes its flight. Her voice, a melody that resonates strong, Her will, unyielding, against all wrong. A modern woman, forging ahead with grace, Every challenge met, she bravely face. Motherhood's love, a force divine, Strength and compassion in every line. With a heart as vast as the endless sky, She conquers all with a resolute eye. From dawn to dusk, her work never ends, A sculptor of life, where love transcends. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The moral of the poem is to celebrate and acknowledge the empowerment, strength, and contributions of women in society.

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White To be successful in your mission, you will have to be single-mindedly dedicated to your goal. ©@SABKABHAI #safar Priya Mishra hem Thakur muskan Kumari

White To be successful in your mission, you will have to be single-mindedly dedicated to your goal. ©@SABKABHAI #safar Priya Mishra hem Thakur muskan Kumari

Santosh Jangam

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"The Call of the Village" Village whispers, memories sweet, City's chaos, heart's retreat. Fields of gold, childhood's play, Urban rush, dreams in fray. Village breeze, soul's reprieve, City's grip, can't deceive. Neighbor's love, like kin's embrace, Village's pull, a timeless grace. In city's maze, longing's sigh, Village's call, like a lullaby. Nature's hymn, in fields I'll soar, Village's embrace, forevermore. Village paths, where dreams ignite, City's glare, dims their light. Rustling leaves, a gentle hum, City's roar, a deafening drum. Village nights, stars alight, City's skyline, blocks the sight. Simple joys, in village's fold, City's grip, a story untold. Village laughter, echoes pure, City's rush, dreams obscure. In village's heart, I find my song, City's pull, it won't be long. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem's moral underscores the enduring value of rural simplicity and the importance of staying connected to one's roots amidst the

"The Call of the Village" Village whispers, memories sweet, City's chaos, heart's retreat. Fields of gold, childhood's play, Urban rush, dreams in fray. Village breeze, soul's reprieve, City's grip, can't deceive. Neighbor's love, like kin's embrace, Village's pull, a timeless grace. In city's maze, longing's sigh, Village's call, like a lullaby. Nature's hymn, in fields I'll soar, Village's embrace, forevermore. Village paths, where dreams ignite, City's glare, dims their light. Rustling leaves, a gentle hum, City's roar, a deafening drum. Village nights, stars alight, City's skyline, blocks the sight. Simple joys, in village's fold, City's grip, a story untold. Village laughter, echoes pure, City's rush, dreams obscure. In village's heart, I find my song, City's pull, it won't be long. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The poem's moral underscores the enduring value of rural simplicity and the importance of staying connected to one's roots amidst the

Hamid Ali

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एक मुद्दत की दोस्ती के बाद अब मेरे ऐब दिखने लगे हैं उनको . लगता है मुझे छोडकर जाने का इरादा कर लिया है उसने...!! . ©Hamid Ali #touch

एक मुद्दत की दोस्ती के बाद अब मेरे ऐब दिखने लगे हैं उनको . लगता है मुझे छोडकर जाने का इरादा कर लिया है उसने...!! . ©Hamid Ali #touch

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जरा भी ग़म ना होता ग़र सारी जायदाद हार जाते, पर क्या करें साहब.. हम दिल हार बैठे वो भी ऐसे शख्स पर जिसको दिल की कदर ही नहीं...!! . ©Hamid Ali #touch

जरा भी ग़म ना होता ग़र सारी जायदाद हार जाते, पर क्या करें साहब.. हम दिल हार बैठे वो भी ऐसे शख्स पर जिसको दिल की कदर ही नहीं...!! . ©Hamid Ali #touch