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mautila registan(Naveen Pandey)

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White वो जो भय था, अब जी लिया। जो कुछ भी, नहीं होना चाहिए था, अच्छा हुआ, वैसा कुछ भी नहीं हुआ। एक अंधेरी, कैद से, मुक्त हुआ हूं आज। बहुत दिन बाद, आज थोड़ी खुशी मिली मैं जी भर के जी लिया। अब नहीं पड़ेगा, घड़ी घड़ी समझाना, वो भी जो समझना ही नहीं चाहता। माफी मुंह से तो मांगता है, हृदय से, सिर्फ अपना स्वार्थ ही चाहता। नहीं चाहिए, भीख अपनेपन की रखो अपना, संबंध, नहीं कोई लालसा। ©mautila registan(Naveen Pandey) #end of story

White वो जो भय था, अब जी लिया। जो कुछ भी, नहीं होना चाहिए था, अच्छा हुआ, वैसा कुछ भी नहीं हुआ। एक अंधेरी, कैद से, मुक्त हुआ हूं आज। बहुत दिन बाद, आज थोड़ी खुशी मिली मैं जी भर के जी लिया। अब नहीं पड़ेगा, घड़ी घड़ी समझाना, वो भी जो समझना ही नहीं चाहता। माफी मुंह से तो मांगता है, हृदय से, सिर्फ अपना स्वार्थ ही चाहता। नहीं चाहिए, भीख अपनेपन की रखो अपना, संबंध, नहीं कोई लालसा। ©mautila registan(Naveen Pandey) #end of story

Unfaithful_j_بےوفا

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The unfaithful did not just break the faith she Broke my heart, she Broke trust she Broke hope she Broke dream she was perfect Forced us to leave life and then leave ©Unfaithful_j_بےوفا #unfaithful_j_بےوفا The unfaithful did not just break the faith she Broke my heart, she Broke trust she Broke hope she Broke dream she

The unfaithful did not just break the faith she Broke my heart, she Broke trust she Broke hope she Broke dream she was perfect Forced us to leave life and then leave ©Unfaithful_j_بےوفا #unfaithful_j_بےوفا The unfaithful did not just break the faith she Broke my heart, she Broke trust she Broke hope she Broke dream she

PRIYANSHI MITTAL

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White A writer at my side Who knows , Is she alive ? Not always ended with broken heart and silly fight. Sometimes it's be silence in night Who knows, Is she alive ?...... Unable to express or don't want to write. It's her own choice or peer's fright A woman carrying lots of words but unable to recite . Who knows , Is she alive?..... ©PRIYANSHI MITTAL #Buddha_purnima #She #Poetry #poem #Nojoto #viral #story #me #Music

White A writer at my side Who knows , Is she alive ? Not always ended with broken heart and silly fight. Sometimes it's be silence in night Who knows, Is she alive ?...... Unable to express or don't want to write. It's her own choice or peer's fright A woman carrying lots of words but unable to recite . Who knows , Is she alive?..... ©PRIYANSHI MITTAL #Buddha_purnima #She #Poetry #poem #Nojoto #viral #story #me #Music

Rakshit Panchal

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White Joke if the year😜😂 Reason Why Maths always ask to find the value of its X: Maths was a good gentleman. He had only nukbers in his life Once he was in relationship with science as time passed He started sharing with science and started including alphabets words from it but as time passed Science left him Then afterwards the Maths always asked the value of its X😜😂 ©Rakshit Panchal #Night Story of #Maths #SAD #Reality

White Joke if the year😜😂 Reason Why Maths always ask to find the value of its X: Maths was a good gentleman. He had only nukbers in his life Once he was in relationship with science as time passed He started sharing with science and started including alphabets words from it but as time passed Science left him Then afterwards the Maths always asked the value of its X😜😂 ©Rakshit Panchal #Night Story of #Maths #SAD #Reality

Swayam Koli

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Your younger one saw a dream . Don't die until you convert it into reality ©Swayam Koli Don't give up ⭐ #qoutes #motavitonal #conquer

Your younger one saw a dream . Don't die until you convert it into reality ©Swayam Koli Don't give up ⭐ #qoutes #motavitonal #conquer

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