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White "You are the only person I need till my death" ©Angel V love of my life #Life #love❤ #Friend

White "You are the only person I need till my death" ©Angel V love of my life #Life #love❤ #Friend

Itx_daksh

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White zindagi se badi saja hi nahi or kya zurm hai pta hi nahi...! itne hisson me bat gya hu mai mere hisse me kuch bacha hi nahi...!! ©Itx_daksh #some #sad #lines #of #my #life

White zindagi se badi saja hi nahi or kya zurm hai pta hi nahi...! itne hisson me bat gya hu mai mere hisse me kuch bacha hi nahi...!! ©Itx_daksh #some #sad #lines #of #my #life

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White mujhse mat pucho kaise jiya kerta hu mai apne zakhmo ko khud hi siya kerta hu mai...! aati hai mujhe jab bhi yaad tumhari khud ko khudse gale lgaker ro liya kerta hu mai...!! 😌😌 ©Itx_daksh #some #lines #of #my #life

White mujhse mat pucho kaise jiya kerta hu mai apne zakhmo ko khud hi siya kerta hu mai...! aati hai mujhe jab bhi yaad tumhari khud ko khudse gale lgaker ro liya kerta hu mai...!! 😌😌 ©Itx_daksh #some #lines #of #my #life

AmarJOT

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✨LIFE✨ L- Live for yourself I- Impress yourself F- F**K the world E- Enjoy this ride ©AmarJOT My FULLFORM of life #life_Experiences

✨LIFE✨ L- Live for yourself I- Impress yourself F- F**K the world E- Enjoy this ride ©AmarJOT My FULLFORM of life #life_Experiences

Tiny glowing star!

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White Preface When the world smiled upon her, she didn't know how to smile back. When the world around her smiled so easily, she didn't understand what could be the possible conversation that made them to smile so much. She thought and thought......until one day she came to a conclusion that the world was too different and difficult to understand. She wanted to understand the hearts of people, but she herself was caught in an unknown island of lost thoughts and complex emotions. "Thy heart is a maze, I find an exit only to run again .." But... "When thou take a different path- vulnerable to others, thou meet understanding people and situations.." CHAPTER 2: HAPPY WITH WHAT I FEEL. The world knew this pianist as someone with worst personality. Her music permeated among people like a forest fire more for her rumours then music. Rumours said that she had already been disowned by her parents for going against them. Yet her notes sounded like an ice cream melting softly in heart and soul. A renowned street performer known for her music and rumoured lies.The people who marched forward to listen were always two minded. She told people who came to listen, "Music is my truth, and it doesn't lie!" "I don't have to prove myself, for I have my music always...", She uttered. Her heart was always empty, though she stood at the centre of million eyes. Great pianists like Beethoven, Mozart and Franchubert were always at the centre of such massive crowd. Their songs told a story that lead the music world to it's massive heights now. "I too live in a similar world, yet why does my heart feels lonely?" "Those hovering eyes of people is what kills me like poison slowly permeating through my entire body...!", she exclaimed. One fine day, where the sun rose from West, she came to perform early in an unusual timing. No soul was in sight and she thought it was better that way. As she commenced with her performance, she heard some foot steps approaching her that ringed through her ears like clear rain drops. She could feel that this person was different from any other she had met before. At the end of her performance, she saw this person waving a gentle smile towards her music. "Is music your truth?", Said the man wearing a blue suit, faint black haired with pale skin toned. She lifted her head with a really bewildered look. "Then......why don't you become that truth to people who wants them?", Said the man with a strange smile, siding his head slightly to one side. Those words lit a new fire in her lonely heart. The man happened to be a music manager of a small company, and he made her truth known to world. She shifted from the city full of hovering eyes to a city full of honest eyes. She wasn't playing in front of a big crowd anymore, but on a grand stage with million of onlookers to accomodate. Though only few came to listen to her music, she knew those honest eyes was the truth she was seeking for. "Those eyes are the real reward for the music I create!", She thought while playing in front of those few precious eyes. "Time flies, a single person who came that day made me realise that this is the type of people I seek for the truth, as they didn't care who I was but believed me for my music. This life, this city, and that one person is what i need right now. Goodbye......to my old self that always looked for honest eyes" ©Tiny glowing star! #Life #motivatation Story of Her Chapter 2

White Preface When the world smiled upon her, she didn't know how to smile back. When the world around her smiled so easily, she didn't understand what could be the possible conversation that made them to smile so much. She thought and thought......until one day she came to a conclusion that the world was too different and difficult to understand. She wanted to understand the hearts of people, but she herself was caught in an unknown island of lost thoughts and complex emotions. "Thy heart is a maze, I find an exit only to run again .." But... "When thou take a different path- vulnerable to others, thou meet understanding people and situations.." CHAPTER 2: HAPPY WITH WHAT I FEEL. The world knew this pianist as someone with worst personality. Her music permeated among people like a forest fire more for her rumours then music. Rumours said that she had already been disowned by her parents for going against them. Yet her notes sounded like an ice cream melting softly in heart and soul. A renowned street performer known for her music and rumoured lies.The people who marched forward to listen were always two minded. She told people who came to listen, "Music is my truth, and it doesn't lie!" "I don't have to prove myself, for I have my music always...", She uttered. Her heart was always empty, though she stood at the centre of million eyes. Great pianists like Beethoven, Mozart and Franchubert were always at the centre of such massive crowd. Their songs told a story that lead the music world to it's massive heights now. "I too live in a similar world, yet why does my heart feels lonely?" "Those hovering eyes of people is what kills me like poison slowly permeating through my entire body...!", she exclaimed. One fine day, where the sun rose from West, she came to perform early in an unusual timing. No soul was in sight and she thought it was better that way. As she commenced with her performance, she heard some foot steps approaching her that ringed through her ears like clear rain drops. She could feel that this person was different from any other she had met before. At the end of her performance, she saw this person waving a gentle smile towards her music. "Is music your truth?", Said the man wearing a blue suit, faint black haired with pale skin toned. She lifted her head with a really bewildered look. "Then......why don't you become that truth to people who wants them?", Said the man with a strange smile, siding his head slightly to one side. Those words lit a new fire in her lonely heart. The man happened to be a music manager of a small company, and he made her truth known to world. She shifted from the city full of hovering eyes to a city full of honest eyes. She wasn't playing in front of a big crowd anymore, but on a grand stage with million of onlookers to accomodate. Though only few came to listen to her music, she knew those honest eyes was the truth she was seeking for. "Those eyes are the real reward for the music I create!", She thought while playing in front of those few precious eyes. "Time flies, a single person who came that day made me realise that this is the type of people I seek for the truth, as they didn't care who I was but believed me for my music. This life, this city, and that one person is what i need right now. Goodbye......to my old self that always looked for honest eyes" ©Tiny glowing star! #Life #motivatation Story of Her Chapter 2

Vickram

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ज़िंदगी में कभी किसी से compitition का भाव मत रखो । एक से जीत भी लोगे तो क्या फर्क पड़ता है । यहां आपसे आगे न मालूम कितने है। सिर्फ खुद पर WORK करो कोई पिछाड़ नहीं सकता । जो बेवकूफ होते हैं वो हमेशा औरों के जीवन मैं दखलंदाजी करते हैं । जबकि मेहनत करने वाले को पता भी नहीं होता। आज भी खरगोश और कछुए कि RACE में अक्सर कछुआ ही जीतता है,, क्यों कि खरगोश अपनी speed पर बहुत घमंड करता है। और कछुआ हर कदम फूंक-फूंक कर रखता है,,,, ©Vickram #sugarcandy example of speed

ज़िंदगी में कभी किसी से compitition का भाव मत रखो । एक से जीत भी लोगे तो क्या फर्क पड़ता है । यहां आपसे आगे न मालूम कितने है। सिर्फ खुद पर WORK करो कोई पिछाड़ नहीं सकता । जो बेवकूफ होते हैं वो हमेशा औरों के जीवन मैं दखलंदाजी करते हैं । जबकि मेहनत करने वाले को पता भी नहीं होता। आज भी खरगोश और कछुए कि RACE में अक्सर कछुआ ही जीतता है,, क्यों कि खरगोश अपनी speed पर बहुत घमंड करता है। और कछुआ हर कदम फूंक-फूंक कर रखता है,,,, ©Vickram #sugarcandy example of speed

Ruhi Shaikh

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Memories are beautiful but still painful.😔 ©Ruhi Shaikh #aaina #memories of my life.

Memories are beautiful but still painful.😔 ©Ruhi Shaikh #aaina #memories of my life.

monu sain alwar

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मुझको किस्मत ज़मी पर ले आई 😒 रहने वाला तो आसमान का हूँ🌠 आज जुगनू सा बन गया मोनू....🥀😞 वर्ना मैं सूरज के खानदान का हूँ ©monu sain alwar my real life story....😑😞🙋🏻

मुझको किस्मत ज़मी पर ले आई 😒 रहने वाला तो आसमान का हूँ🌠 आज जुगनू सा बन गया मोनू....🥀😞 वर्ना मैं सूरज के खानदान का हूँ ©monu sain alwar my real life story....😑😞🙋🏻