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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-343 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I am neither untrue to you, nor your love. Neither I am insensitive to my feelings, nor yours. What stands in between is time and circumstance that never make us unite What happens to a caged bird when he falls in love with the blue sky? He does not know how to come out, the gate is closed, only waits for a handful of the sky to come inside and make him realise how beautiful and vast the sky is How can a fairy in the azure sky feel the craving of a bird languishing in the golden cage for his life and love? How can she fathom the intensity of his pain, the depth of his longing, his fear and tears? My love! for a change put yourself in place of that poor bird who fancies the open sky but does not have the strength and means to come out of the cage. Neither the time nor the tide in his side. He silently sheds tears hoping the fairy to understand the sorrow and predicament of the bird inside Never misunderstand the bird You are the beats of his heart, the pupil of his eyes He is for you, with you at a different level on a different plane which very few can understand and fewer can realise and appreciate Tell me! what can an old caged bird do for the fairy with silver wings except wish her all the shades of life in her golden voyage? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #milan_night SOMETHING I LOOK AT-343 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I am neither untrue to you, nor your love. Neither I am insensitive to my f

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-343 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I am neither untrue to you, nor your love. Neither I am insensitive to my feelings, nor yours. What stands in between is time and circumstance that never make us unite What happens to a caged bird when he falls in love with the blue sky? He does not know how to come out, the gate is closed, only waits for a handful of the sky to come inside and make him realise how beautiful and vast the sky is How can a fairy in the azure sky feel the craving of a bird languishing in the golden cage for his life and love? How can she fathom the intensity of his pain, the depth of his longing, his fear and tears? My love! for a change put yourself in place of that poor bird who fancies the open sky but does not have the strength and means to come out of the cage. Neither the time nor the tide in his side. He silently sheds tears hoping the fairy to understand the sorrow and predicament of the bird inside Never misunderstand the bird You are the beats of his heart, the pupil of his eyes He is for you, with you at a different level on a different plane which very few can understand and fewer can realise and appreciate Tell me! what can an old caged bird do for the fairy with silver wings except wish her all the shades of life in her golden voyage? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #milan_night SOMETHING I LOOK AT-343 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I am neither untrue to you, nor your love. Neither I am insensitive to my f

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यत्किमपि भवतु, सर्वदा अग्रे गच्छन्तु, कियत् अपि कठिनं भवतु, कदापि भवतः आशा न भग्नं भवतु चाहे कुछ भी हो जाए, हमेशा आगे बढ़ो, चाहे कितनी भी मुश्किल आए, अपनी उम्मीद को कभी टूटने मत दो Whatever happens, always move forward, no matter how hard it gets, never let your hope be shattered Dhanyawad Har Har Mahadev ©Mohan raj #Life Lessons Motivational My Voice Whatever happens, always move forward, no matter how hard it gets, never let your hope be shattered

यत्किमपि भवतु, सर्वदा अग्रे गच्छन्तु, कियत् अपि कठिनं भवतु, कदापि भवतः आशा न भग्नं भवतु चाहे कुछ भी हो जाए, हमेशा आगे बढ़ो, चाहे कितनी भी मुश्किल आए, अपनी उम्मीद को कभी टूटने मत दो Whatever happens, always move forward, no matter how hard it gets, never let your hope be shattered Dhanyawad Har Har Mahadev ©Mohan raj #Life Lessons Motivational My Voice Whatever happens, always move forward, no matter how hard it gets, never let your hope be shattered

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-116 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY LOVE SPEAKS When love speaks, it speaks through the eyes, the communication is from one heart to the other, which no organs of sense can convey better. In between two oceans of love, two pairs of eyes meditating on each other and two dispassionately passionate hearts silently longing for each other there is nothing but waves of bliss, emanating from each. In between two pairs of glittering eyes and beating hearts, there is nothing but love, a consciousness beyond body and mind Eyes speak and hearts connect each other the way, no organ can. One sees nothing but his or her replica in other's eyes loses in the ocean of love. Hours go by, but the spell remains with none attempting to come out of heaven. That is love at its fascinating best. Love happens once, descends as bliss, so different from lovemaking, a deliberate attempt to fall in love. Lovemaking is for moments, love is for eternity. Lovemaking becomes so nice and absorbing when one understands the meaning of love sublime. The more you close the gap, the more your eyes stop to meditate, hearts fail to reciprocate and start to wander, the less your love remains a consciousness and comes down to the physical domain. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sunset_time SOMETHING I LOOK AT-116 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY LOVE SPEAKS When love speaks, it speaks through the eyes, t

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-116 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY LOVE SPEAKS When love speaks, it speaks through the eyes, the communication is from one heart to the other, which no organs of sense can convey better. In between two oceans of love, two pairs of eyes meditating on each other and two dispassionately passionate hearts silently longing for each other there is nothing but waves of bliss, emanating from each. In between two pairs of glittering eyes and beating hearts, there is nothing but love, a consciousness beyond body and mind Eyes speak and hearts connect each other the way, no organ can. One sees nothing but his or her replica in other's eyes loses in the ocean of love. Hours go by, but the spell remains with none attempting to come out of heaven. That is love at its fascinating best. Love happens once, descends as bliss, so different from lovemaking, a deliberate attempt to fall in love. Lovemaking is for moments, love is for eternity. Lovemaking becomes so nice and absorbing when one understands the meaning of love sublime. The more you close the gap, the more your eyes stop to meditate, hearts fail to reciprocate and start to wander, the less your love remains a consciousness and comes down to the physical domain. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #sunset_time SOMETHING I LOOK AT-116 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY LOVE SPEAKS When love speaks, it speaks through the eyes, t

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White Hope! Everything happens for a reason. ©Gobi Gobi #hopeforthebest Everything happens for a reason😊

White Hope! Everything happens for a reason. ©Gobi Gobi #hopeforthebest Everything happens for a reason😊

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White सुबह होता है दोपहर होता है शाम होता है रात होता है उम्र यूं ही तमाम होता है बचपन से सीखता गया ताउम्र सीखता गया सीख ना और सीखाना का सिलसिला चलता गया ©person morning happens evening age is just like that

White सुबह होता है दोपहर होता है शाम होता है रात होता है उम्र यूं ही तमाम होता है बचपन से सीखता गया ताउम्र सीखता गया सीख ना और सीखाना का सिलसिला चलता गया ©person morning happens evening age is just like that