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You're giving me insecurities, but ,i will keep them to me anyway, You're breaking me all the time, but, i will hold myself everyday, Someday, i know, i will be left alone, but still, i will happily be your prey, but but but!!!! even after that ,if you don't want me to be your's then please ,take my breath away.. ©Hritika Lohiya take my breath away.

You're giving me insecurities, but ,i will keep them to me anyway, You're breaking me all the time, but, i will hold myself everyday, Someday, i know, i will be left alone, but still, i will happily be your prey, but but but!!!! even after that ,if you don't want me to be your's then please ,take my breath away.. ©Hritika Lohiya take my breath away.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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White MY MOTHER=7 The more I move on The more I feel your absence The more I try to get involved The more I feel alienated My restless mind roams here and there Ultimately it comes back where you are I know time heals But I will never let time heal I will keep my wound fresh and live It will pinch me and bleed hard Drench my body and mind With your memory immortal Will never let me forget you my maa I will get that feeling divine My mother! forever you will be with me Till I mingle in dust And be with you on the other side I will carry that feeling with me Tell others what it means losing a mother One's heart and soul while still alive I hope others will take care Of their breath and blood. Before they leave for their heavenly abode One who has not seen God in his parents He has no other God residing anywhere else. Father and mother are living deities All the tirthas, divinity at their lotus feet Take care of your father and mother Before their final departure Or else you will be in ocean of tears Repenting and cursing yourself forever Forget not! you have everything Your earth and sky, heart and soul Till your parents are alive Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari MY MOTHER=7 The more I move on The more I feel your absence The more I try to get involved The more I feel alienated My r

White MY MOTHER=7 The more I move on The more I feel your absence The more I try to get involved The more I feel alienated My restless mind roams here and there Ultimately it comes back where you are I know time heals But I will never let time heal I will keep my wound fresh and live It will pinch me and bleed hard Drench my body and mind With your memory immortal Will never let me forget you my maa I will get that feeling divine My mother! forever you will be with me Till I mingle in dust And be with you on the other side I will carry that feeling with me Tell others what it means losing a mother One's heart and soul while still alive I hope others will take care Of their breath and blood. Before they leave for their heavenly abode One who has not seen God in his parents He has no other God residing anywhere else. Father and mother are living deities All the tirthas, divinity at their lotus feet Take care of your father and mother Before their final departure Or else you will be in ocean of tears Repenting and cursing yourself forever Forget not! you have everything Your earth and sky, heart and soul Till your parents are alive Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #love_shayari MY MOTHER=7 The more I move on The more I feel your absence The more I try to get involved The more I feel alienated My r

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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White MY MOTHER-2 ମୋ ବୋଉ Minutes and hours have passed Since you left this world Where you were, my mother, the fountain of love and I, your erring son. The situation has not changed The same darkness all over No trace of the sun as yet When I look at your room Where you recited and let us listen to Most of the mythologies including The epics Ramayan and Mahabharat Among your listeners I am probably the lone survivor I see that empty cot Where we had shared so much time So much of love, life and smile Where you used to sit and Where from you showered on all of us Your love and affection Guidance and concern Since the last five and a half years You were confined to bed But you were always lively And full of grace When l met you last I could never think Your days were numbered And I will lose you, My heaven on earth forever Since months I was feeling restless I used to get up from And feel a sad melancholy deep within A fear constantly haunted me As if I was going to lose something precious Something very special, very different Something more than me and my life Nothing can be as precious as you, my mother My heart and soul, life and breath My earth below and sky over Now It is all over My relationship with you for years Ended in ashes and smokes Tell me! how can I live The rest of my life When there is no you, my mother? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning MY MOTHER-2 ମୋ ବୋଉ Minutes and hours have passed Since you left this world Where you were, my mother, the fountai

White MY MOTHER-2 ମୋ ବୋଉ Minutes and hours have passed Since you left this world Where you were, my mother, the fountain of love and I, your erring son. The situation has not changed The same darkness all over No trace of the sun as yet When I look at your room Where you recited and let us listen to Most of the mythologies including The epics Ramayan and Mahabharat Among your listeners I am probably the lone survivor I see that empty cot Where we had shared so much time So much of love, life and smile Where you used to sit and Where from you showered on all of us Your love and affection Guidance and concern Since the last five and a half years You were confined to bed But you were always lively And full of grace When l met you last I could never think Your days were numbered And I will lose you, My heaven on earth forever Since months I was feeling restless I used to get up from And feel a sad melancholy deep within A fear constantly haunted me As if I was going to lose something precious Something very special, very different Something more than me and my life Nothing can be as precious as you, my mother My heart and soul, life and breath My earth below and sky over Now It is all over My relationship with you for years Ended in ashes and smokes Tell me! how can I live The rest of my life When there is no you, my mother? Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodMorning MY MOTHER-2 ମୋ ବୋଉ Minutes and hours have passed Since you left this world Where you were, my mother, the fountai

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Holding hands with you is a little piece of heaven on earth ©S Pradeep Holding hands #UskeHaath #Love #holdinghands #Trending #Quote

Holding hands with you is a little piece of heaven on earth ©S Pradeep Holding hands #UskeHaath #Love #holdinghands #Trending #Quote

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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JAI HIND SOMETHING I LOOK AT-109 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY ABHINANDAN Life is all about that moment, for which one lives his whole life, the moment that lifts him, his surrounding and the entire nation to unknown heights That moment comes in the life of a few with whom the whole nation identifies, for whom life has never been a coward's adventure, always a hero's worship in moments of peace and war, prosperity and adversity. That moment comes in his life, who carries on his shoulder the nation, its hopes, dreams and identity, for whom the nation is the only priority, much above love, life, and relationship, pelf, power, family and friendship, appreciation, recognition, misery and hardship. How it feels when the whole nation waits for the hero to arrive? how it feels when one occupies each and every ones mind, thoughts and feelings? how it feels when the nation gives a standing ovation, heart and soul dance in joy and ecstasy when the son of the soil arrives? Is anything more fulfilling than this? does anything stand in comparison and worth this? A hero is a hero, even in the enemy's camp for him nothing but national interest matters. Whatever may be the situation, whoever in front hardly matters, he never loses his poise and stands like a rock. The nation salutes the heroes, whose breath and blood, heart and mind dream, desire and wish are for the nation. Their lives are poetries of dedication, who for us sacrifice their lives and comforts sleep and dream, fancy and wish to let us breathe and relax in peace. Is it not our duty to find the soldier in us, stand by the nation and our brothers and sisters guarding the frontier day and night in sun and shower fighting against hope and despair? Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #thepredator JAI HIND SOMETHING I LOOK AT-109 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY ABHINANDAN Life is all about that moment,

JAI HIND SOMETHING I LOOK AT-109 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY ABHINANDAN Life is all about that moment, for which one lives his whole life, the moment that lifts him, his surrounding and the entire nation to unknown heights That moment comes in the life of a few with whom the whole nation identifies, for whom life has never been a coward's adventure, always a hero's worship in moments of peace and war, prosperity and adversity. That moment comes in his life, who carries on his shoulder the nation, its hopes, dreams and identity, for whom the nation is the only priority, much above love, life, and relationship, pelf, power, family and friendship, appreciation, recognition, misery and hardship. How it feels when the whole nation waits for the hero to arrive? how it feels when one occupies each and every ones mind, thoughts and feelings? how it feels when the nation gives a standing ovation, heart and soul dance in joy and ecstasy when the son of the soil arrives? Is anything more fulfilling than this? does anything stand in comparison and worth this? A hero is a hero, even in the enemy's camp for him nothing but national interest matters. Whatever may be the situation, whoever in front hardly matters, he never loses his poise and stands like a rock. The nation salutes the heroes, whose breath and blood, heart and mind dream, desire and wish are for the nation. Their lives are poetries of dedication, who for us sacrifice their lives and comforts sleep and dream, fancy and wish to let us breathe and relax in peace. Is it not our duty to find the soldier in us, stand by the nation and our brothers and sisters guarding the frontier day and night in sun and shower fighting against hope and despair? Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #thepredator JAI HIND SOMETHING I LOOK AT-109 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY ABHINANDAN Life is all about that moment,