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Engulf the positivity, To assimilate the Potential of your soul. Release it from dormancy. #engulf #positivity #assimilate #soul #dormancy #life #learning #yqbaba

Engulf the positivity, To assimilate the Potential of your soul. Release it from dormancy. #engulf #positivity #assimilate #soul #dormancy #life #learning #yqbaba

Hari Varma

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05092021 - 248/365 When you have eyesight, and your eyes are open, you see things around you, whether you like them or not. Even non-humans do the same. What makes us humans different is our power to observe, assimilate, learn, react, and makes us better humans. So, don't just 'see' around. 'Observe' and learn from what you see. 05092021 - 248/365 When you have eyesight, and your eyes are open, you see things around you, whether you like them or not. Even non-huma

05092021 - 248/365 When you have eyesight, and your eyes are open, you see things around you, whether you like them or not. Even non-humans do the same. What makes us humans different is our power to observe, assimilate, learn, react, and makes us better humans. So, don't just 'see' around. 'Observe' and learn from what you see. 05092021 - 248/365 When you have eyesight, and your eyes are open, you see things around you, whether you like them or not. Even non-huma

The Khushi Dhangar

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Dear Moon Thank you because, You taught me that nobody is perfect, but imperfections are also beautiful. Thank you because, The way you assimilate the light from the sun but not the heat, taught me to absorb good things from your surrounding. Thank you because, When you are hidden behind the clouds and I am not able to see you, then you clear the clouds & you shines the way you are, taught me that when clouds of problems cover you up, just clear them with calmness & be the way you are. -The Khushi Dhangar #NojotoQuote Dear moon, Thank you because, You taught me that nobody is perfect, but imperfections are also beautiful. Thank you because, The way you as

Dear Moon Thank you because, You taught me that nobody is perfect, but imperfections are also beautiful. Thank you because, The way you assimilate the light from the sun but not the heat, taught me to absorb good things from your surrounding. Thank you because, When you are hidden behind the clouds and I am not able to see you, then you clear the clouds & you shines the way you are, taught me that when clouds of problems cover you up, just clear them with calmness & be the way you are. -The Khushi Dhangar #NojotoQuote Dear moon, Thank you because, You taught me that nobody is perfect, but imperfections are also beautiful. Thank you because, The way you as

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sliding, slightly. — % & I had meant to write you a love letter on the very paper of my agony strewn skin, I had wanted it to melt me in two- with one piece in the

sliding, slightly. — % & I had meant to write you a love letter on the very paper of my agony strewn skin, I had wanted it to melt me in two- with one piece in the

Anuj Jain

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Dr. Sharma the leading surgeon of the city, knew the disastrous effects of smoking, and had been telling about it to his patients. It was a hard journey that he covered in becoming a surgeon. Tomes of books had he devoured to assimilate all the nitty-gritties of the trade, hours of practice on cadavers and discussions galore with peers. He was drawn to smoking as a stress reliever and was now hooked to it. No amount of strictures from friends and family had worked on him and today his lungs had given way. His last paper was on the effects of tobacco when you don't listen to your conscience, friends, family and self. Dr. Sharma the leading surgeon of the city, knew the disastrous effects of smoking, and had been telling about it to his patients. It was a

Dr. Sharma the leading surgeon of the city, knew the disastrous effects of smoking, and had been telling about it to his patients. It was a hard journey that he covered in becoming a surgeon. Tomes of books had he devoured to assimilate all the nitty-gritties of the trade, hours of practice on cadavers and discussions galore with peers. He was drawn to smoking as a stress reliever and was now hooked to it. No amount of strictures from friends and family had worked on him and today his lungs had given way. His last paper was on the effects of tobacco when you don't listen to your conscience, friends, family and self. Dr. Sharma the leading surgeon of the city, knew the disastrous effects of smoking, and had been telling about it to his patients. It was a

Sanjana Kumar

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Don't bother with it, I won't remember any of it tomorrow. But, I wish I did. //caption// I've passed through wild dandelions, swaying to the same breeze that tangled up my hair. Wild dandelions, or some wild pretty yellow I have

Don't bother with it, I won't remember any of it tomorrow. But, I wish I did. //caption// I've passed through wild dandelions, swaying to the same breeze that tangled up my hair. Wild dandelions, or some wild pretty yellow I have

Smruti Ranjan mohanty

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MY MOTHER-9 Maa! Many a battle I fought Few won, few lost But life was never so difficult You were with me all along In my victory and defeat Sharing my moments of agony and ecstasy Patting my shoulder, encouraging me To go ahead with life, its ebb and flow tide The motivation to fight, to prove myself Stemmed from a desire to see a smile on your lips Now you are no more No more with me your smile and tears There is none with whom I can identify Tell me, my mother! Why shall I fight For whom shall I fight and what for? You know not my mother How difficult is life to endure When one loses one's mother One finds himself standing In between life and death Having no interest in either I feel equally detached from Victory and defeat, positivity and negativity All pair of opposites They come and go unnoticed The happenings around leading to either pleasure and pain seem meaningless Coz you are not involved in either of these I seek your presence in everything around Only to find you sadly missing Missing your words and gestures Saturated with love and emotion I die to see you in my doing and undoing In whatever comes my way Heaven or hell But you are somewhere else Not with me in my world Of what use that heaven or hell Where you are not with me my maa? I see but fail to visualise I hear but fail to assimilate I am active and inactive as well I am somewhere my mind is somewhere My heart and soul are after you I am living my present in the past I know not how long it will be But I enjoy being with you Instead of living my present and Roaming in the future Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty #leaf MY MOTHER-9 Maa! Many a battle I fought Few won, few lost But life was never so difficult You were with me all along In my victory

MY MOTHER-9 Maa! Many a battle I fought Few won, few lost But life was never so difficult You were with me all along In my victory and defeat Sharing my moments of agony and ecstasy Patting my shoulder, encouraging me To go ahead with life, its ebb and flow tide The motivation to fight, to prove myself Stemmed from a desire to see a smile on your lips Now you are no more No more with me your smile and tears There is none with whom I can identify Tell me, my mother! Why shall I fight For whom shall I fight and what for? You know not my mother How difficult is life to endure When one loses one's mother One finds himself standing In between life and death Having no interest in either I feel equally detached from Victory and defeat, positivity and negativity All pair of opposites They come and go unnoticed The happenings around leading to either pleasure and pain seem meaningless Coz you are not involved in either of these I seek your presence in everything around Only to find you sadly missing Missing your words and gestures Saturated with love and emotion I die to see you in my doing and undoing In whatever comes my way Heaven or hell But you are somewhere else Not with me in my world Of what use that heaven or hell Where you are not with me my maa? I see but fail to visualise I hear but fail to assimilate I am active and inactive as well I am somewhere my mind is somewhere My heart and soul are after you I am living my present in the past I know not how long it will be But I enjoy being with you Instead of living my present and Roaming in the future Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty #leaf MY MOTHER-9 Maa! Many a battle I fought Few won, few lost But life was never so difficult You were with me all along In my victory

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Art of thread, create magic. On a blank cotton fabric. With experience of years, It's alive with tears in eyes. Our country India is full of diversity. All religions and all cultures are respected here. The culture of our country has assimilated the

Art of thread, create magic. On a blank cotton fabric. With experience of years, It's alive with tears in eyes. Our country India is full of diversity. All religions and all cultures are respected here. The culture of our country has assimilated the

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Why do people believe in the African American community that being educated is talking "white"? This question was asked to me on Quora which is a social media app for asking questions and getting answers Read the answer below Because they are fucking idiot. Yep, I will not hold back just because they are black. This is a white insecurity to say anything against b

Why do people believe in the African American community that being educated is talking "white"? This question was asked to me on Quora which is a social media app for asking questions and getting answers Read the answer below Because they are fucking idiot. Yep, I will not hold back just because they are black. This is a white insecurity to say anything against b

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What would happen if Superman was found by Wayne and brought up with Bruce? Okay, let's have some fun with it. Let's have a story- Thoma

What would happen if Superman was found by Wayne and brought up with Bruce? Okay, let's have some fun with it. Let's have a story- Thoma