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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-118 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MY FATHER The word that touches me hard and closest to my heart is father. The word that is music to my ear, the divine Onkar is my father. The word that runs in each drop of my blood, the word my tongue so eager to utter is my father The man, my whole being die to visualize, the voice of whom my ears avid to listen is none else but my father. The man who is larger than life, the picture of confidence, the epitome of love and sacrifice is my father The man who has done no wrong, whose very presence inspires confidence is my father. The teacher who loved his students more than his kids and for whom his students are his sons by culture is my father. I was his son by birth, but he never told me whether I could become his son by culture. I know not How come I am alive, when you, my idol is no more. How I am fighting against all odds, the vagaries of life, the turbulent sea, the violent weather when the able navigator is no more. You have not died. Fathers never die, remain alive as a feeling and consciousness, and that is what guides me in every step. You know what you mean to me, to the people who know you, and you are still in the heart of our hearts, showing the way, guiding us to perfection. When I fumble, I always find you behind the back patting my shoulder, murmuring in the ear, "My child! I am here, always with you forever" Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-118 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MY FATHER The word that touches me hard and closest to my hear

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-118 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MY FATHER The word that touches me hard and closest to my heart is father. The word that is music to my ear, the divine Onkar is my father. The word that runs in each drop of my blood, the word my tongue so eager to utter is my father The man, my whole being die to visualize, the voice of whom my ears avid to listen is none else but my father. The man who is larger than life, the picture of confidence, the epitome of love and sacrifice is my father The man who has done no wrong, whose very presence inspires confidence is my father. The teacher who loved his students more than his kids and for whom his students are his sons by culture is my father. I was his son by birth, but he never told me whether I could become his son by culture. I know not How come I am alive, when you, my idol is no more. How I am fighting against all odds, the vagaries of life, the turbulent sea, the violent weather when the able navigator is no more. You have not died. Fathers never die, remain alive as a feeling and consciousness, and that is what guides me in every step. You know what you mean to me, to the people who know you, and you are still in the heart of our hearts, showing the way, guiding us to perfection. When I fumble, I always find you behind the back patting my shoulder, murmuring in the ear, "My child! I am here, always with you forever" Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari SOMETHING I LOOK AT-118 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MY FATHER The word that touches me hard and closest to my hear

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On one shoulder of mine is the rule of the devil and on the other shoulder is the rule of the angel 50% negative thought 50% positive thought equal 100% मेरे एक कंधे पर शैतान का राज है और दूसरे कंधे पर फरिश्ते का राज है 50% नकारात्मक विचार 50% सकारात्मक विचार बराबर 100% ©person On one shoulder of mine is the rule of the devil and on the other shoulder is the rule of the angel 50% negative thought 50% positive thou

On one shoulder of mine is the rule of the devil and on the other shoulder is the rule of the angel 50% negative thought 50% positive thought equal 100% मेरे एक कंधे पर शैतान का राज है और दूसरे कंधे पर फरिश्ते का राज है 50% नकारात्मक विचार 50% सकारात्मक विचार बराबर 100% ©person On one shoulder of mine is the rule of the devil and on the other shoulder is the rule of the angel 50% negative thought 50% positive thou

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White A LOOK AT LIFE-115 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Under self-hypnosis One moves away from reality Silently runs in a crowded lane Carrying a heavy load on his shoulder Without being aware of it One sinks further and further Under the burden of Love, relation and infatuation Duty, work and reciprocation Pelf and power Ego, hatred and jealousy Appreciation, accolades and recognition And all that is pseudo and artificial Until one finds himself deep in the abyss His lone asylum Time comes When one fails to carry himself Carry the burden He has been carrying all along He realises Over the years he was just a beast of burden He just becomes a nobody A spent force, a liability With no one around He looks at himself Look at the relationship he cultivated. The life he lived in vain The more one carries The more one worries Few understand it Those who mean it They make sense of life The most pathetic part of life One creates a world on his blood and sweat Only to find at the end an alien world With which he fails to identify. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #summer_vacation A LOOK AT LIFE-115 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Under self-hypnosis One moves away from reality Silently runs in a crowded l

White A LOOK AT LIFE-115 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Under self-hypnosis One moves away from reality Silently runs in a crowded lane Carrying a heavy load on his shoulder Without being aware of it One sinks further and further Under the burden of Love, relation and infatuation Duty, work and reciprocation Pelf and power Ego, hatred and jealousy Appreciation, accolades and recognition And all that is pseudo and artificial Until one finds himself deep in the abyss His lone asylum Time comes When one fails to carry himself Carry the burden He has been carrying all along He realises Over the years he was just a beast of burden He just becomes a nobody A spent force, a liability With no one around He looks at himself Look at the relationship he cultivated. The life he lived in vain The more one carries The more one worries Few understand it Those who mean it They make sense of life The most pathetic part of life One creates a world on his blood and sweat Only to find at the end an alien world With which he fails to identify. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #summer_vacation A LOOK AT LIFE-115 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY Under self-hypnosis One moves away from reality Silently runs in a crowded l

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सर्व इच्छा एका बाजूला, तुझ्या खांद्यावर डोकं ठेवून झोपायचा विचार एका बाजूला..!! ©Bitterone_me सगळंकाही एकाबाजूला...☺#hug #Care #shoulder #dedicated #viral #Popular #bitteroneme My Loquacious World Munna Thakur Pooja Sharma Bhaskar S

सर्व इच्छा एका बाजूला, तुझ्या खांद्यावर डोकं ठेवून झोपायचा विचार एका बाजूला..!! ©Bitterone_me सगळंकाही एकाबाजूला...☺#hug #Care #shoulder #dedicated #viral #Popular #bitteroneme My Loquacious World Munna Thakur Pooja Sharma Bhaskar S

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-159 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY LET ME SILENTLY WITHER AWAY Before someone tells me it is time and I must quit, let me leave the centre stage making space for someone more fit. Before they stop talking, let me talk to myself, listen to my voice, make me my best friend, Let me learn to keep quiet. With no takers to what I say, let me value the beauty of silence and remain within myself Let me silently wither away I know am not of any use to anyone, don't have enough strength and will to carry on my shoulder someone else. Let me accept the reality Neither I can help nor accept, nor can I teach and advise or listen to someone's idiocy and high handedness Before the world leaves me where I have been, let me withdraw from all that I loved, endured and fancied more than my love and life. Let me not forget I am still alive and someone needs me. We are to live the last part of life with ease and dignity Let me be with my love who carried my smile and tears, love and frustration over the years without caring for her own She can not see me reduced to a nonentity, a man without dreams. Let me live till I am alive with passion and dignity If not for me For someone who loves me, for whom I am larger than life and relationship. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Night SOMETHING I LOOK AT-159 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY LET ME SILENTLY WITHER AWAY Before someone tells me it is time and I must quit, le

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-159 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY LET ME SILENTLY WITHER AWAY Before someone tells me it is time and I must quit, let me leave the centre stage making space for someone more fit. Before they stop talking, let me talk to myself, listen to my voice, make me my best friend, Let me learn to keep quiet. With no takers to what I say, let me value the beauty of silence and remain within myself Let me silently wither away I know am not of any use to anyone, don't have enough strength and will to carry on my shoulder someone else. Let me accept the reality Neither I can help nor accept, nor can I teach and advise or listen to someone's idiocy and high handedness Before the world leaves me where I have been, let me withdraw from all that I loved, endured and fancied more than my love and life. Let me not forget I am still alive and someone needs me. We are to live the last part of life with ease and dignity Let me be with my love who carried my smile and tears, love and frustration over the years without caring for her own She can not see me reduced to a nonentity, a man without dreams. Let me live till I am alive with passion and dignity If not for me For someone who loves me, for whom I am larger than life and relationship. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Night SOMETHING I LOOK AT-159 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY LET ME SILENTLY WITHER AWAY Before someone tells me it is time and I must quit, le