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"😂😈😜इत्तु सी मस्ती breaking news के साथ।😜😈😂 Breaking news में आप का स्वागत हैं हम आप को दिखायेंगे Alien की Alien language । गौर से देखये इस खूंखार एलियन को, जी हाँ हम जैसा दिखने वाला इंसान ,इंसान नहीं एलियन हैं। बोल कुछ सकता नहीं बस इशारे हजारों करता हैं। इसकी बात समझने के लिए नासा से एक वैज्ञानिक आये हैं,जी हाँ नाम हैं उसका Dr. रितिका । समझती हैं वो पागलों का । जब वो मिलने आई इस एलियन से तो ये एलियन उसे दिल दें बैठा। अब problem ये Dr. रितिका भी इसकी बात समझ नहीं पाई। क्योंकि उन्हें पागलों की language आती हैं ,किसी एलियन की नहीं। पर.... पर मुझे यकीन हैं एक दिन दिल की बात दिल समझेगा दिमाग की नहीं, फूल खिल कर बढ़े होंगे कभी मुर्झायेगे नहीं।"

😂😈😜इत्तु सी मस्ती breaking news के साथ।😜😈😂
Breaking news में आप का स्वागत हैं हम आप को दिखायेंगे Alien की Alien language ।
गौर से देखये इस खूंखार एलियन को, जी हाँ  हम जैसा दिखने वाला इंसान ,इंसान नहीं एलियन हैं।
बोल कुछ सकता नहीं बस इशारे हजारों करता हैं। इसकी बात समझने के लिए नासा से एक वैज्ञानिक आये हैं,जी हाँ नाम हैं उसका Dr. रितिका । समझती हैं वो पागलों का । जब वो मिलने आई इस एलियन से तो ये एलियन  उसे दिल दें बैठा। अब problem ये Dr. रितिका भी इसकी बात समझ नहीं पाई।
क्योंकि उन्हें पागलों की language आती हैं ,किसी एलियन की नहीं।
पर.... पर मुझे यकीन हैं एक दिन दिल की बात दिल समझेगा दिमाग की नहीं, फूल खिल कर बढ़े होंगे कभी मुर्झायेगे नहीं।

इत्तु सा पैग़ाम sign language के उस्ताद @Subhash Regar के नाम।
@Nojoto">#@Nojoto #breakingNews #masti #Quotes #Language

😂😈😜इत्तु सी मस्ती breaking news के साथ।😜😈😂

Breaking news में आप का स्वागत हैं हम आप को दिखायेंगे Alien की Alien language ।

गौर से देखये इस खूंखार एलियन को, जी हाँ हम जैसा दिखने वाला इंसान ,इंसान नहीं एलियन हैं।
बोल कुछ सकता नहीं बस इशारे हजारों करता हैं। इसकी बात समझने के लिए नासा से एक वैज्ञानिक आये हैं,जी हाँ नाम हैं उसका Dr. रितिका । समझती हैं वो पागलों का । जब वो मिलने आई इस एलियन से तो ये एलियन उसे दिल दें बैठा। अब problem ये Dr. रितिका भी इसकी बात समझ नहीं पाई।
क्योंकि उन्हें पागलों की language आती हैं ,किसी एलियन की नहीं।

पर.... पर मुझे यकीन हैं एक दिन दिल की बात दिल समझेगा दिमाग की नहीं, फूल खिल कर बढ़े होंगे कभी मुर्झायेगे नहीं। @Nojoto @Subhash Regar

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"We were the error in love stories, not love in air kind of stories, Otherwise why I would have missed you for years, although you haded coded that love story for seconds... I tried changing every parameter of that code, fixing every bug possible to stop getting errors in my outputs... But when the logic was wrong from scratch, I loved a wrong person in the whole software of life in a stretch, there was no use whatever efforts you put... programmers around felt I am mad, working on a wrong logic even knowing it's wrong... And she is getting day by day insane, forgetting the programming languages that she should not... At last I understood the program has been dead, the software is of least use , as the main method is missing from it, in the course of fixing bugs, I have deleted the main method from the code... and the language is no more in use, Still I have that remaining leftover codes with me in a junk box, I to cry alone with it, whenever I fail to write va new code, and to make my heart feel strong, to make it realize what a cute orogrammer she has been, who had tried her best to fix a bug which was not even there in vain, How much patience runs in her blood, she analysed every LOC for thousand times in a row, she had forgotten to sleep, to eat, to wake up and sit straight, Only one pcode with a wrong logic was running the software and making it recharge, that once in life time I will be able to fix this code... I will change the logic, I will change the parameters, I will change the language, I will change the entire code, but I still need this to run the software, That software is no more in use, She didn't able to fix that bug, But now she knows how a software should be written, What are the things must be taken care, before you become insane after it for years. 🌹"

We were the error in love stories,
not love in air kind of stories,
Otherwise why I would have missed you for years,
although you haded coded that love story for seconds...
I tried changing every parameter of that code,
fixing every bug possible to stop getting errors in my outputs...
But when the logic was wrong from scratch,
I loved a wrong person in the whole software of life in a stretch,
there was no use whatever efforts you put...
programmers around felt I am mad,
working on a wrong logic even knowing it's wrong...
And she is getting day by day insane,
forgetting the programming languages that she should not...
At last I understood the program has been dead,
the software is of least use ,
as the main method is missing from it,
in the course of fixing bugs,
I have deleted the main method from the code...
and the language is no more in use,
Still I have that remaining leftover codes with me in a junk box,
I to cry alone with it,
whenever I fail to write va new code,
and to make my heart feel strong,
to make it realize what a cute orogrammer she has been,
who had tried her best to fix a bug which was not even there in vain,
How much patience runs in her blood,
she analysed every LOC for thousand times in a row,
she had forgotten to sleep,
to eat,
to wake up and sit straight,
Only one pcode with a wrong logic was running the software and
making it recharge,
that once in life time I will be able to fix this code...
I will change the logic, I will change the parameters, I will change the language,
I will change the entire code,
but I still need this to run the software,
That software is no more in use,
She didn't able to fix that bug,
But now she knows how a software should be written,
What are the things must be taken care,
before you become insane after it for years.
🌹

Engineering Quotes... The best story in my life written by me yet...😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
We were the error in love stories,
not love in air kind of stories,
Otherwise why I would have missed you for years,
although you had coded that love story for seconds...
I tried changing every parameter of that code,
fixing every bug possible to stop getting errors in my outputs...
But when the logic was wrong from scratch,
I loved a wrong person in the whole software of life in a stretch,
there was no use whatever efforts you put...
programmers around felt I am mad,
working on a wrong logic even knowing it's wrong...
And she is getting day by day insane,
forgetting the other programming languages that she should not...
At last I understood the program has been dead,
the software is of least use ,
as the main method is missing from it,
in the course of fixing bugs,
I have deleted the main method from the code...
and the language is no more in use,
Still I have that remaining leftover codes with me in a junk box,
I go to cry alone with it,
whenever I fail to write a new code,
and to make my heart feel strong,
to make it realize what a cute programmer she has been,
who had tried her best to fix a bug which was not even there in vain,
How much patience runs in her blood,
she analysed every LOC for thousand times in a row,
she had forgotten to sleep,
to eat,
to wake up and sit straight,
Only one pcode with a wrong logic was running the software and
making it recharge,
that once in life time she will be able to fix this code...
she will change the logic, she will change the parameters, she will change the language,
she will change the entire code,
but she still need this to run the software...
After doing all that, she realized she has given birth to a new software, Which was never there in existance.
she realized her old code was a mesh which she has rewritten to let it establish a new aroma in the world of wish.
🌹
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
#Love #Life #Code #Parameters #Software #Bug #Programmer #Language #LOC #MainMethod #Program #logic #CommonLoveStories #cse #people #when #fallinlove
#Nojoto #NojotoEnglish #kalakaksh #TST #NojotoKhabri
#Dosti #Girlfriend #Home #rain
#Hope

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"SOMETHING I LOOK AT-93 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Wars end in defeats Both the victor and vanquished suffer alike, incurring loses huge and unacceptable, causing irreparable damage to humanity and its collective conscience, and both having bleeding wounds deep inside that can't be shown to anyone else. In its womb grow the seeds of future wars In it manifests man's innate urge to subjugate In it a vivid display of ego and animosity, a naked parade of hatred and jealousy, a blatant esire to remain at the top in an unequal world of squalor and poverty. The world wars tell it all The victory of pride and greed, emotions and passions, ego and vanity over rationality and peace and all that makes the world such a beautiful place to live in. The darkest chapter of human history speaks volumes of man, his craving for identity, a place unmatched and the sheer madness to achieve it by all means. Hiroshima bears testimony to the victory of forces inimical to man and his development It tells how sad and pathetic life can be, how man and his madness can put an end to everything he has lovingly built and nourished. Hiroshima witnessed the harrowing tales of many, their wounded ego and shattered life, the poignant deaths of thousands who were yet to see the world and live a life and those who survived death and endured a life more pathetic and horrible than dying death hundred times. Hiroshima speaks emphatically The world can ill afford another tragedy We are to understand its language, keep the wound alive and bleeding to see and reassess it time and again. We are the same as we were then having the same instincts, pride, ego and jealousy flowing in our artery and vein. Hardly we understand the language of peace and love, but for the sake of our own survival we are to restrain our hunger for more power and territory, put an end to the arms race and make the world a better place to live, love and relinquish. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty 4.8.2018"

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-93
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Wars end in defeats
Both the victor and vanquished 
suffer alike, incurring loses huge and unacceptable, causing irreparable damage 
to humanity and its collective conscience,
and both having bleeding wounds deep inside
that can't be shown to anyone else.

In its womb grow the seeds of future wars
In it  manifests man's innate urge to subjugate 
In it a vivid display of ego and animosity,
a naked parade of hatred and jealousy, a blatant esire to remain at the top in an unequal world of squalor and poverty.

The world wars tell it all
The victory of pride and greed,
emotions and passions, ego and vanity
over rationality and peace and all 
that makes the world such a beautiful 
place to live in.

The darkest chapter of human history
speaks volumes of man, his craving for identity, a place unmatched 
and the sheer madness to achieve it
by all means.

Hiroshima bears testimony to the victory
of forces inimical to man and his development
It tells how sad and pathetic life can be, how man and his madness can put an end to everything he has lovingly built and nourished.

Hiroshima witnessed the harrowing tales of many, their wounded ego and shattered life, the poignant deaths of thousands who were yet to see the world and live a life and those who survived death and endured a life more pathetic and horrible than dying death hundred times.

Hiroshima speaks emphatically 
The world can ill afford another tragedy
We are to understand its language,
keep the wound alive and bleeding
to see and reassess it time and again.
We are the same as we were then
having the same instincts, pride, ego and jealousy  flowing in our artery and vein.
Hardly we understand the language of peace and love, but for the sake of our own survival we are to restrain our hunger for more power and territory, put an end
to the arms race and make the world
a better place to live, love and relinquish.

©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty 4.8.2018

#something I LOOK AT-93
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Wars end in defeats
Both the victor and vanquished
suffer alike, incurring loses huge and unacceptable, causing irreparable damage
to humanity and its collective conscience,
and both having bleeding wounds deep inside
that can't be shown to anyone else.

In its womb grow the seeds of future wars
In it manifests man's innate urge to subjugate
In it a vivid display of ego and animosity,
a naked parade of hatred and jealousy, a blatant esire to remain at the top in an unequal world of squalor and poverty.

The world wars tell it all
The victory of pride and greed,
emotions and passions, ego and vanity
over rationality and peace and all
that makes the world such a beautiful
place to live in.

The darkest chapter of human history
speaks volumes of man, his craving for identity, a place unmatched
and the sheer madness to achieve it
by all means.

Hiroshima bears testimony to the victory
of forces inimical to man and his development
It tells how sad and pathetic life can be, how man and his madness can put an end to everything he has lovingly built and nourished.

Hiroshima witnessed the harrowing tales of many, their wounded ego and shattered life, the poignant deaths of thousands who were yet to see the world and live a life and those who survived death and endured a life more pathetic and horrible than dying death hundred times.

Hiroshima speaks emphatically
The world can ill afford another tragedy
We are to understand its language,
keep the wound alive and bleeding
to see and reassess it time and again.
We are the same as we were then
having the same instincts, pride, ego and jealousy flowing in our artery and vein.
Hardly we understand the language of peace and love, but for the sake of our own survival we are to restrain our hunger for more power and territory, put an end
to the arms race and make the world
a better place to live, love and relinquish.

©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty 4.8.2018

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"SOMETHING I LOOK AT-93 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Wars end in defeats Both the victor and vanquished suffer alike, incurring loses huge and unacceptable, causing irreparable damage to humanity and its collective conscience, and both having bleeding wounds deep inside that can't be shown to anyone else. In its womb grow the seeds of future wars In it manifests man's innate urge to subjugate In it a vivid display of ego and animosity, a naked parade of hatred and jealousy, a blatant esire to remain at the top in an unequal world of squalor and poverty. The world wars tell it all The victory of pride and greed, emotions and passions, ego and vanity over rationality and peace and all that makes the world such a beautiful place to live in. The darkest chapter of human history speaks volumes of man, his craving for identity, a place unmatched and the sheer madness to achieve it by all means. Hiroshima bears testimony to the victory of forces inimical to man and his development It tells how sad and pathetic life can be, how man and his madness can put an end to everything he has lovingly built and nourished. Hiroshima witnessed the harrowing tales of many, their wounded ego and shattered life, the poignant deaths of thousands who were yet to see the world and live a life and those who survived death and endured a life more pathetic and horrible than dying death hundred times. Hiroshima speaks emphatically The world can ill afford another tragedy We are to understand its language, keep the wound alive and bleeding to see and reassess it time and again. We are the same as we were then having the same instincts, pride, ego and jealousy flowing in our artery and vein. Hardly we understand the language of peace and love, but for the sake of our own survival we are to restrain our hunger for more power and territory, put an end to the arms race and make the world a better place to live, love and relinquish. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty 4.8.2018"

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-93
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Wars end in defeats
Both the victor and vanquished 
suffer alike, incurring loses huge and unacceptable, causing irreparable damage 
to humanity and its collective conscience,
and both having bleeding wounds deep inside
that can't be shown to anyone else.

In its womb grow the seeds of future wars
In it  manifests man's innate urge to subjugate 
In it a vivid display of ego and animosity,
a naked parade of hatred and jealousy, a blatant esire to remain at the top in an unequal world of squalor and poverty.

The world wars tell it all
The victory of pride and greed,
emotions and passions, ego and vanity
over rationality and peace and all 
that makes the world such a beautiful 
place to live in.

The darkest chapter of human history
speaks volumes of man, his craving for identity, a place unmatched 
and the sheer madness to achieve it
by all means.

Hiroshima bears testimony to the victory
of forces inimical to man and his development
It tells how sad and pathetic life can be, how man and his madness can put an end to everything he has lovingly built and nourished.

Hiroshima witnessed the harrowing tales of many, their wounded ego and shattered life, the poignant deaths of thousands who were yet to see the world and live a life and those who survived death and endured a life more pathetic and horrible than dying death hundred times.

Hiroshima speaks emphatically 
The world can ill afford another tragedy
We are to understand its language,
keep the wound alive and bleeding
to see and reassess it time and again.
We are the same as we were then
having the same instincts, pride, ego and jealousy  flowing in our artery and vein.
Hardly we understand the language of peace and love, but for the sake of our own survival we are to restrain our hunger for more power and territory, put an end
to the arms race and make the world
a better place to live, love and relinquish.

©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty 4.8.2018

#something I LOOK AT-93
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Wars end in defeats
Both the victor and vanquished
suffer alike, incurring loses huge and unacceptable, causing irreparable damage
to humanity and its collective conscience,
and both having bleeding wounds deep inside
that can't be shown to anyone else.

In its womb grow the seeds of future wars
In it manifests man's innate urge to subjugate
In it a vivid display of ego and animosity,
a naked parade of hatred and jealousy, a blatant esire to remain at the top in an unequal world of squalor and poverty.

The world wars tell it all
The victory of pride and greed,
emotions and passions, ego and vanity
over rationality and peace and all
that makes the world such a beautiful
place to live in.

The darkest chapter of human history
speaks volumes of man, his craving for identity, a place unmatched
and the sheer madness to achieve it
by all means.

Hiroshima bears testimony to the victory
of forces inimical to man and his development
It tells how sad and pathetic life can be, how man and his madness can put an end to everything he has lovingly built and nourished.

Hiroshima witnessed the harrowing tales of many, their wounded ego and shattered life, the poignant deaths of thousands who were yet to see the world and live a life and those who survived death and endured a life more pathetic and horrible than dying death hundred times.

Hiroshima speaks emphatically
The world can ill afford another tragedy
We are to understand its language,
keep the wound alive and bleeding
to see and reassess it time and again.
We are the same as we were then
having the same instincts, pride, ego and jealousy flowing in our artery and vein.
Hardly we understand the language of peace and love, but for the sake of our own survival we are to restrain our hunger for more power and territory, put an end
to the arms race and make the world
a better place to live, love and relinquish.

©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty 4.8.2018

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No doudt, Urdu language is resembles to Arabic. But pure Urdu language differs from Arabic in meaning and handwriting.
Just as the words
Shukriya : thank you
The correct Urdu word is
شکریہ
Not شوکریا
The word
Boht Ziada : Many
The correct Urdu word
بہت
Not بھوت
The meaning of بھوت is ghost, horrible creature

The word
Jumma : Friday
The correct word in Urdu hand writing
جمعہ
Not جمع

There are many other words that are misspelled And the true meaning of the word change.
Many lovers of thi s language are eager to speak and understand words, but they write wrong words while writing. They sometimes forget the difference between masculine and feminine.
It's requested of such people please don't destroy the beauty of Urdu language. They write that language what they correctly know

#nojoto
#nojotourdu #urdulanguage #Urdulafz #beautyofurdulanguage #urduknowledge #MyThoughts #haniairmiya

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"😂😈😜इत्तु सी मस्ती breaking news के साथ।😜😈😂 Breaking news में आप का स्वागत हैं हम आप को दिखायेंगे Alien की Alien language । गौर से देखये इस खूंखार एलियन को, जी हाँ हम जैसा दिखने वाला इंसान ,इंसान नहीं एलियन हैं। बोल कुछ सकता नहीं बस इशारे हजारों करता हैं। इसकी बात समझने के लिए नासा से एक वैज्ञानिक आये हैं,जी हाँ नाम हैं उसका Dr. रितिका । समझती हैं वो पागलों का । जब वो मिलने आई इस एलियन से तो ये एलियन उसे दिल दें बैठा। अब problem ये Dr. रितिका भी इसकी बात समझ नहीं पाई। क्योंकि उन्हें पागलों की language आती हैं ,किसी एलियन की नहीं। पर.... पर मुझे यकीन हैं एक दिन दिल की बात दिल समझेगा दिमाग की नहीं, फूल खिल कर बढ़े होंगे कभी मुर्झायेगे नहीं।"

😂😈😜इत्तु सी मस्ती breaking news के साथ।😜😈😂
Breaking news में आप का स्वागत हैं हम आप को दिखायेंगे Alien की Alien language ।
गौर से देखये इस खूंखार एलियन को, जी हाँ  हम जैसा दिखने वाला इंसान ,इंसान नहीं एलियन हैं।
बोल कुछ सकता नहीं बस इशारे हजारों करता हैं। इसकी बात समझने के लिए नासा से एक वैज्ञानिक आये हैं,जी हाँ नाम हैं उसका Dr. रितिका । समझती हैं वो पागलों का । जब वो मिलने आई इस एलियन से तो ये एलियन  उसे दिल दें बैठा। अब problem ये Dr. रितिका भी इसकी बात समझ नहीं पाई।
क्योंकि उन्हें पागलों की language आती हैं ,किसी एलियन की नहीं।
पर.... पर मुझे यकीन हैं एक दिन दिल की बात दिल समझेगा दिमाग की नहीं, फूल खिल कर बढ़े होंगे कभी मुर्झायेगे नहीं।

इत्तु सा पैग़ाम sign language के उस्ताद @Subhash Regar के नाम।
@Nojoto">#@Nojoto #breakingNews #masti #Quotes #Language

😂😈😜इत्तु सी मस्ती breaking news के साथ।😜😈😂

Breaking news में आप का स्वागत हैं हम आप को दिखायेंगे Alien की Alien language ।

गौर से देखये इस खूंखार एलियन को, जी हाँ हम जैसा दिखने वाला इंसान ,इंसान नहीं एलियन हैं।
बोल कुछ सकता नहीं बस इशारे हजारों करता हैं। इसकी बात समझने के लिए नासा से एक वैज्ञानिक आये हैं,जी हाँ नाम हैं उसका Dr. रितिका । समझती हैं वो पागलों का । जब वो मिलने आई इस एलियन से तो ये एलियन उसे दिल दें बैठा। अब problem ये Dr. रितिका भी इसकी बात समझ नहीं पाई।
क्योंकि उन्हें पागलों की language आती हैं ,किसी एलियन की नहीं।

पर.... पर मुझे यकीन हैं एक दिन दिल की बात दिल समझेगा दिमाग की नहीं, फूल खिल कर बढ़े होंगे कभी मुर्झायेगे नहीं। @Nojoto @Subhash Regar

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"We were the error in love stories, not love in air kind of stories, Otherwise why I would have missed you for years, although you haded coded that love story for seconds... I tried changing every parameter of that code, fixing every bug possible to stop getting errors in my outputs... But when the logic was wrong from scratch, I loved a wrong person in the whole software of life in a stretch, there was no use whatever efforts you put... programmers around felt I am mad, working on a wrong logic even knowing it's wrong... And she is getting day by day insane, forgetting the programming languages that she should not... At last I understood the program has been dead, the software is of least use , as the main method is missing from it, in the course of fixing bugs, I have deleted the main method from the code... and the language is no more in use, Still I have that remaining leftover codes with me in a junk box, I to cry alone with it, whenever I fail to write va new code, and to make my heart feel strong, to make it realize what a cute orogrammer she has been, who had tried her best to fix a bug which was not even there in vain, How much patience runs in her blood, she analysed every LOC for thousand times in a row, she had forgotten to sleep, to eat, to wake up and sit straight, Only one pcode with a wrong logic was running the software and making it recharge, that once in life time I will be able to fix this code... I will change the logic, I will change the parameters, I will change the language, I will change the entire code, but I still need this to run the software, That software is no more in use, She didn't able to fix that bug, But now she knows how a software should be written, What are the things must be taken care, before you become insane after it for years. 🌹"

We were the error in love stories,
not love in air kind of stories,
Otherwise why I would have missed you for years,
although you haded coded that love story for seconds...
I tried changing every parameter of that code,
fixing every bug possible to stop getting errors in my outputs...
But when the logic was wrong from scratch,
I loved a wrong person in the whole software of life in a stretch,
there was no use whatever efforts you put...
programmers around felt I am mad,
working on a wrong logic even knowing it's wrong...
And she is getting day by day insane,
forgetting the programming languages that she should not...
At last I understood the program has been dead,
the software is of least use ,
as the main method is missing from it,
in the course of fixing bugs,
I have deleted the main method from the code...
and the language is no more in use,
Still I have that remaining leftover codes with me in a junk box,
I to cry alone with it,
whenever I fail to write va new code,
and to make my heart feel strong,
to make it realize what a cute orogrammer she has been,
who had tried her best to fix a bug which was not even there in vain,
How much patience runs in her blood,
she analysed every LOC for thousand times in a row,
she had forgotten to sleep,
to eat,
to wake up and sit straight,
Only one pcode with a wrong logic was running the software and
making it recharge,
that once in life time I will be able to fix this code...
I will change the logic, I will change the parameters, I will change the language,
I will change the entire code,
but I still need this to run the software,
That software is no more in use,
She didn't able to fix that bug,
But now she knows how a software should be written,
What are the things must be taken care,
before you become insane after it for years.
🌹

Engineering Quotes... The best story in my life written by me yet...😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
We were the error in love stories,
not love in air kind of stories,
Otherwise why I would have missed you for years,
although you had coded that love story for seconds...
I tried changing every parameter of that code,
fixing every bug possible to stop getting errors in my outputs...
But when the logic was wrong from scratch,
I loved a wrong person in the whole software of life in a stretch,
there was no use whatever efforts you put...
programmers around felt I am mad,
working on a wrong logic even knowing it's wrong...
And she is getting day by day insane,
forgetting the other programming languages that she should not...
At last I understood the program has been dead,
the software is of least use ,
as the main method is missing from it,
in the course of fixing bugs,
I have deleted the main method from the code...
and the language is no more in use,
Still I have that remaining leftover codes with me in a junk box,
I go to cry alone with it,
whenever I fail to write a new code,
and to make my heart feel strong,
to make it realize what a cute programmer she has been,
who had tried her best to fix a bug which was not even there in vain,
How much patience runs in her blood,
she analysed every LOC for thousand times in a row,
she had forgotten to sleep,
to eat,
to wake up and sit straight,
Only one pcode with a wrong logic was running the software and
making it recharge,
that once in life time she will be able to fix this code...
she will change the logic, she will change the parameters, she will change the language,
she will change the entire code,
but she still need this to run the software...
After doing all that, she realized she has given birth to a new software, Which was never there in existance.
she realized her old code was a mesh which she has rewritten to let it establish a new aroma in the world of wish.
🌹
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
#Love #Life #Code #Parameters #Software #Bug #Programmer #Language #LOC #MainMethod #Program #logic #CommonLoveStories #cse #people #when #fallinlove
#Nojoto #NojotoEnglish #kalakaksh #TST #NojotoKhabri
#Dosti #Girlfriend #Home #rain
#Hope

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"SOMETHING I LOOK AT-93 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Wars end in defeats Both the victor and vanquished suffer alike, incurring loses huge and unacceptable, causing irreparable damage to humanity and its collective conscience, and both having bleeding wounds deep inside that can't be shown to anyone else. In its womb grow the seeds of future wars In it manifests man's innate urge to subjugate In it a vivid display of ego and animosity, a naked parade of hatred and jealousy, a blatant esire to remain at the top in an unequal world of squalor and poverty. The world wars tell it all The victory of pride and greed, emotions and passions, ego and vanity over rationality and peace and all that makes the world such a beautiful place to live in. The darkest chapter of human history speaks volumes of man, his craving for identity, a place unmatched and the sheer madness to achieve it by all means. Hiroshima bears testimony to the victory of forces inimical to man and his development It tells how sad and pathetic life can be, how man and his madness can put an end to everything he has lovingly built and nourished. Hiroshima witnessed the harrowing tales of many, their wounded ego and shattered life, the poignant deaths of thousands who were yet to see the world and live a life and those who survived death and endured a life more pathetic and horrible than dying death hundred times. Hiroshima speaks emphatically The world can ill afford another tragedy We are to understand its language, keep the wound alive and bleeding to see and reassess it time and again. We are the same as we were then having the same instincts, pride, ego and jealousy flowing in our artery and vein. Hardly we understand the language of peace and love, but for the sake of our own survival we are to restrain our hunger for more power and territory, put an end to the arms race and make the world a better place to live, love and relinquish. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty 4.8.2018"

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-93
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Wars end in defeats
Both the victor and vanquished 
suffer alike, incurring loses huge and unacceptable, causing irreparable damage 
to humanity and its collective conscience,
and both having bleeding wounds deep inside
that can't be shown to anyone else.

In its womb grow the seeds of future wars
In it  manifests man's innate urge to subjugate 
In it a vivid display of ego and animosity,
a naked parade of hatred and jealousy, a blatant esire to remain at the top in an unequal world of squalor and poverty.

The world wars tell it all
The victory of pride and greed,
emotions and passions, ego and vanity
over rationality and peace and all 
that makes the world such a beautiful 
place to live in.

The darkest chapter of human history
speaks volumes of man, his craving for identity, a place unmatched 
and the sheer madness to achieve it
by all means.

Hiroshima bears testimony to the victory
of forces inimical to man and his development
It tells how sad and pathetic life can be, how man and his madness can put an end to everything he has lovingly built and nourished.

Hiroshima witnessed the harrowing tales of many, their wounded ego and shattered life, the poignant deaths of thousands who were yet to see the world and live a life and those who survived death and endured a life more pathetic and horrible than dying death hundred times.

Hiroshima speaks emphatically 
The world can ill afford another tragedy
We are to understand its language,
keep the wound alive and bleeding
to see and reassess it time and again.
We are the same as we were then
having the same instincts, pride, ego and jealousy  flowing in our artery and vein.
Hardly we understand the language of peace and love, but for the sake of our own survival we are to restrain our hunger for more power and territory, put an end
to the arms race and make the world
a better place to live, love and relinquish.

©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty 4.8.2018

#something I LOOK AT-93
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Wars end in defeats
Both the victor and vanquished
suffer alike, incurring loses huge and unacceptable, causing irreparable damage
to humanity and its collective conscience,
and both having bleeding wounds deep inside
that can't be shown to anyone else.

In its womb grow the seeds of future wars
In it manifests man's innate urge to subjugate
In it a vivid display of ego and animosity,
a naked parade of hatred and jealousy, a blatant esire to remain at the top in an unequal world of squalor and poverty.

The world wars tell it all
The victory of pride and greed,
emotions and passions, ego and vanity
over rationality and peace and all
that makes the world such a beautiful
place to live in.

The darkest chapter of human history
speaks volumes of man, his craving for identity, a place unmatched
and the sheer madness to achieve it
by all means.

Hiroshima bears testimony to the victory
of forces inimical to man and his development
It tells how sad and pathetic life can be, how man and his madness can put an end to everything he has lovingly built and nourished.

Hiroshima witnessed the harrowing tales of many, their wounded ego and shattered life, the poignant deaths of thousands who were yet to see the world and live a life and those who survived death and endured a life more pathetic and horrible than dying death hundred times.

Hiroshima speaks emphatically
The world can ill afford another tragedy
We are to understand its language,
keep the wound alive and bleeding
to see and reassess it time and again.
We are the same as we were then
having the same instincts, pride, ego and jealousy flowing in our artery and vein.
Hardly we understand the language of peace and love, but for the sake of our own survival we are to restrain our hunger for more power and territory, put an end
to the arms race and make the world
a better place to live, love and relinquish.

©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty 4.8.2018

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"SOMETHING I LOOK AT-93 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Wars end in defeats Both the victor and vanquished suffer alike, incurring loses huge and unacceptable, causing irreparable damage to humanity and its collective conscience, and both having bleeding wounds deep inside that can't be shown to anyone else. In its womb grow the seeds of future wars In it manifests man's innate urge to subjugate In it a vivid display of ego and animosity, a naked parade of hatred and jealousy, a blatant esire to remain at the top in an unequal world of squalor and poverty. The world wars tell it all The victory of pride and greed, emotions and passions, ego and vanity over rationality and peace and all that makes the world such a beautiful place to live in. The darkest chapter of human history speaks volumes of man, his craving for identity, a place unmatched and the sheer madness to achieve it by all means. Hiroshima bears testimony to the victory of forces inimical to man and his development It tells how sad and pathetic life can be, how man and his madness can put an end to everything he has lovingly built and nourished. Hiroshima witnessed the harrowing tales of many, their wounded ego and shattered life, the poignant deaths of thousands who were yet to see the world and live a life and those who survived death and endured a life more pathetic and horrible than dying death hundred times. Hiroshima speaks emphatically The world can ill afford another tragedy We are to understand its language, keep the wound alive and bleeding to see and reassess it time and again. We are the same as we were then having the same instincts, pride, ego and jealousy flowing in our artery and vein. Hardly we understand the language of peace and love, but for the sake of our own survival we are to restrain our hunger for more power and territory, put an end to the arms race and make the world a better place to live, love and relinquish. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty 4.8.2018"

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-93
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Wars end in defeats
Both the victor and vanquished 
suffer alike, incurring loses huge and unacceptable, causing irreparable damage 
to humanity and its collective conscience,
and both having bleeding wounds deep inside
that can't be shown to anyone else.

In its womb grow the seeds of future wars
In it  manifests man's innate urge to subjugate 
In it a vivid display of ego and animosity,
a naked parade of hatred and jealousy, a blatant esire to remain at the top in an unequal world of squalor and poverty.

The world wars tell it all
The victory of pride and greed,
emotions and passions, ego and vanity
over rationality and peace and all 
that makes the world such a beautiful 
place to live in.

The darkest chapter of human history
speaks volumes of man, his craving for identity, a place unmatched 
and the sheer madness to achieve it
by all means.

Hiroshima bears testimony to the victory
of forces inimical to man and his development
It tells how sad and pathetic life can be, how man and his madness can put an end to everything he has lovingly built and nourished.

Hiroshima witnessed the harrowing tales of many, their wounded ego and shattered life, the poignant deaths of thousands who were yet to see the world and live a life and those who survived death and endured a life more pathetic and horrible than dying death hundred times.

Hiroshima speaks emphatically 
The world can ill afford another tragedy
We are to understand its language,
keep the wound alive and bleeding
to see and reassess it time and again.
We are the same as we were then
having the same instincts, pride, ego and jealousy  flowing in our artery and vein.
Hardly we understand the language of peace and love, but for the sake of our own survival we are to restrain our hunger for more power and territory, put an end
to the arms race and make the world
a better place to live, love and relinquish.

©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty 4.8.2018

#something I LOOK AT-93
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Wars end in defeats
Both the victor and vanquished
suffer alike, incurring loses huge and unacceptable, causing irreparable damage
to humanity and its collective conscience,
and both having bleeding wounds deep inside
that can't be shown to anyone else.

In its womb grow the seeds of future wars
In it manifests man's innate urge to subjugate
In it a vivid display of ego and animosity,
a naked parade of hatred and jealousy, a blatant esire to remain at the top in an unequal world of squalor and poverty.

The world wars tell it all
The victory of pride and greed,
emotions and passions, ego and vanity
over rationality and peace and all
that makes the world such a beautiful
place to live in.

The darkest chapter of human history
speaks volumes of man, his craving for identity, a place unmatched
and the sheer madness to achieve it
by all means.

Hiroshima bears testimony to the victory
of forces inimical to man and his development
It tells how sad and pathetic life can be, how man and his madness can put an end to everything he has lovingly built and nourished.

Hiroshima witnessed the harrowing tales of many, their wounded ego and shattered life, the poignant deaths of thousands who were yet to see the world and live a life and those who survived death and endured a life more pathetic and horrible than dying death hundred times.

Hiroshima speaks emphatically
The world can ill afford another tragedy
We are to understand its language,
keep the wound alive and bleeding
to see and reassess it time and again.
We are the same as we were then
having the same instincts, pride, ego and jealousy flowing in our artery and vein.
Hardly we understand the language of peace and love, but for the sake of our own survival we are to restrain our hunger for more power and territory, put an end
to the arms race and make the world
a better place to live, love and relinquish.

©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty 4.8.2018

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No doudt, Urdu language is resembles to Arabic. But pure Urdu language differs from Arabic in meaning and handwriting.
Just as the words
Shukriya : thank you
The correct Urdu word is
شکریہ
Not شوکریا
The word
Boht Ziada : Many
The correct Urdu word
بہت
Not بھوت
The meaning of بھوت is ghost, horrible creature

The word
Jumma : Friday
The correct word in Urdu hand writing
جمعہ
Not جمع

There are many other words that are misspelled And the true meaning of the word change.
Many lovers of thi s language are eager to speak and understand words, but they write wrong words while writing. They sometimes forget the difference between masculine and feminine.
It's requested of such people please don't destroy the beauty of Urdu language. They write that language what they correctly know

#nojoto
#nojotourdu #urdulanguage #Urdulafz #beautyofurdulanguage #urduknowledge #MyThoughts #haniairmiya

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