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कुछ लोग तलवार की मयान से खंज़र निकाल लिया करते हैं क्या बात है ,जनाब जिन्हें नफ़रत थी प्यार से वो भी आज स्टेटस प्यार के डाल दिया करते हैं talvar ki Mayan se khanzar nikalte h

कुछ लोग तलवार की मयान से खंज़र निकाल लिया करते हैं क्या बात है ,जनाब जिन्हें नफ़रत थी प्यार से वो भी आज स्टेटस प्यार के डाल दिया करते हैं talvar ki Mayan se khanzar nikalte h

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I like the generosity of numbers. The way, for example, they are willing to count anything or anyone: two pickles, one door to the room, eight dancers dressed as swans. I like the domesticity of addition— add two cups of milk and stir— the sense of plenty: six plums on the ground, three more falling from the tree. And multiplication's school of fish times fish, whose silver bodies breed beneath the shadow of a boat. Even subtraction is never loss, just addition somewhere else: five sparrows take away two, the two in someone else's garden now. There's an amplitude to long division, as it opens Chinese take-out box by paper box, inside every folded cookie a new fortune. And I never fail to be surprised by the gift of an odd remainder, footloose at the end: forty-seven divided by eleven equals four, with three remaining. Three boys beyond their mothers' call, two Italians off to the sea, one sock that isn't anywhere you look ©Abinesh Numbers

I like the generosity of numbers. The way, for example, they are willing to count anything or anyone: two pickles, one door to the room, eight dancers dressed as swans. I like the domesticity of addition— add two cups of milk and stir— the sense of plenty: six plums on the ground, three more falling from the tree. And multiplication's school of fish times fish, whose silver bodies breed beneath the shadow of a boat. Even subtraction is never loss, just addition somewhere else: five sparrows take away two, the two in someone else's garden now. There's an amplitude to long division, as it opens Chinese take-out box by paper box, inside every folded cookie a new fortune. And I never fail to be surprised by the gift of an odd remainder, footloose at the end: forty-seven divided by eleven equals four, with three remaining. Three boys beyond their mothers' call, two Italians off to the sea, one sock that isn't anywhere you look ©Abinesh Numbers

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कुछ लोग तलवार की मयान से खंज़र निकाल लिया करते हैं क्या बात है ,जनाब जिन्हें नफ़रत थी प्यार से वो भी आज स्टेटस प्यार के डाल दिया करते हैं talvar ki Mayan se khanzar nikalte h

कुछ लोग तलवार की मयान से खंज़र निकाल लिया करते हैं क्या बात है ,जनाब जिन्हें नफ़रत थी प्यार से वो भी आज स्टेटस प्यार के डाल दिया करते हैं talvar ki Mayan se khanzar nikalte h