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Mohan raj

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green-leaves शिव का अंश कभी भी शिव। से अलग नहीं हो सकता शिवस्य भागः कदापि शिवः। न वियोगं कर्तुं शक्यते A part of Shiva can never be separated from Shiva. Dhanyavad Har Har Mahadev ©Mohan raj #Life Lessons A part of Shiva can never be separated from Shiva.

green-leaves शिव का अंश कभी भी शिव। से अलग नहीं हो सकता शिवस्य भागः कदापि शिवः। न वियोगं कर्तुं शक्यते A part of Shiva can never be separated from Shiva. Dhanyavad Har Har Mahadev ©Mohan raj #Life Lessons A part of Shiva can never be separated from Shiva.

Anamika Raj

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Life is like railway station Jahaan bheed to bahot hai Lekin apna koi nai.. ©Anamika Raj Life is like railway station

Life is like railway station Jahaan bheed to bahot hai Lekin apna koi nai.. ©Anamika Raj Life is like railway station

Srinivas

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A leaf draws its life from the tree, and we from our roots; connection is the pulse of existence. ©Srinivas A leaf draws its life from the tree, and we from our roots; connection is the pulse of existence.

A leaf draws its life from the tree, and we from our roots; connection is the pulse of existence. ©Srinivas A leaf draws its life from the tree, and we from our roots; connection is the pulse of existence.

Sangeeta Dey Roy

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White I dust the dusty shelves of mind, Teeming with termites, which were pinching holes in the prominent places and eradicating the fountains of my essence. For quite some time ,I was feeling the feel of being squirmed with hazy shadows overlapping my essential thoughts. And allowing the datk shades to creep. Till ,I mustered courage, and allowed myself time to eliminate these creeps. I dusted them off,revamped my site. And closed the door to these unwanted visitors. ©Sangeeta Dey Roy # A different story from today # # renew

White I dust the dusty shelves of mind, Teeming with termites, which were pinching holes in the prominent places and eradicating the fountains of my essence. For quite some time ,I was feeling the feel of being squirmed with hazy shadows overlapping my essential thoughts. And allowing the datk shades to creep. Till ,I mustered courage, and allowed myself time to eliminate these creeps. I dusted them off,revamped my site. And closed the door to these unwanted visitors. ©Sangeeta Dey Roy # A different story from today # # renew