New cord blood banking pros and cons 10 Quotes, Status, Photo, Video

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That was a place felt like freshness of livelihood. But, Time showed me that its a cremation ground of my emotions. #pros & cons

That was a place felt like freshness of livelihood. But, Time showed me that its a cremation ground of my emotions. #pros & cons

NopeThereIsHope

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The second your heart chooses something, your mind will give you the pros and cons. Look beyond the pros and cons. #Pro #cons #mind #heart #yourquote

The second your heart chooses something, your mind will give you the pros and cons. Look beyond the pros and cons. #Pro #cons #mind #heart #yourquote

KARAN GUPTA

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Pros have 'cons' and Cons have 'pros'.....!! #yqbaba #pros #cons #advantages #disadvantages #glassHalfFull #glasshalfempty #twosides

Pros have 'cons' and Cons have 'pros'.....!! #yqbaba #pros #cons #advantages #disadvantages #glassHalfFull #glasshalfempty #twosides

Radhika Shah

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कहते हैं प्यार का प्रतीक हैं गुलाब, इसलिए प्यार की राह में काटे भी हैं जनाब। Everything has its pros and cons. #mythoughtcanvas #yqdidi #yqaestheticthoughts #yqbaba #life #love #yqquotes

कहते हैं प्यार का प्रतीक हैं गुलाब, इसलिए प्यार की राह में काटे भी हैं जनाब। Everything has its pros and cons. #mythoughtcanvas #yqdidi #yqaestheticthoughts #yqbaba #life #love #yqquotes

Aparna Singh

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Every day, I give atleast a trial to the game of pen and paper to differentiate between some pros and cons in life . It's all about pros and cons 😆 #penandpaper #prosandcons #yqbaba #yqenglish #englishwriting #yqdiary #life

Every day, I give atleast a trial to the game of pen and paper to differentiate between some pros and cons in life . It's all about pros and cons 😆 #penandpaper #prosandcons #yqbaba #yqenglish #englishwriting #yqdiary #life

Aparna Singh

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Every day, I give atleast a trial to the game of pen and paper to differentiate between some pros and cons in life . It's all about pros and cons 😆 #penandpaper #prosandcons #yqbaba #yqenglish #englishwriting #yqdiary #life

Every day, I give atleast a trial to the game of pen and paper to differentiate between some pros and cons in life . It's all about pros and cons 😆 #penandpaper #prosandcons #yqbaba #yqenglish #englishwriting #yqdiary #life

mau jha

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“Once you choose hope, anything’s possible.” ©mau jha spinal cord

“Once you choose hope, anything’s possible.” ©mau jha spinal cord

Abinesh

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I used to lie on the floor for hours after school with the phone cradled between my shoulder and my ear, a plate of cold rice to my left, my school books to my right. Twirling the cord between my fingers I spoke to friends who recognized the language of our realm. Throats and lungs swollen, we talked into the heart of the night, toying with the idea of hair dye and suicide, about the boys who didn’t love us, who we loved too much, the pang of the nights. Each sentence was new territory, like a door someone was rushing into, the glass shattering with delirium, with knowledge and fear. My Mother never complained about the phone bill, what it cost for her daughter to disappear behind a door, watching the cord stretching its muscle away from her. Perhaps she thought it was the only way she could reach me, sending me away to speak in the underworld. As long as I was speaking she could put my ear to the tenuous earth and allow me to listen, to decipher. And these were the elements of my Mother, the earthed wire, the burning cable, as if she flowed into the room with me to somehow say, Stay where I can reach you, the dim room, the dark earth. Speak of this and when you feel removed from it I will pull the cord and take you back towards me. ©Abinesh The Cord

I used to lie on the floor for hours after school with the phone cradled between my shoulder and my ear, a plate of cold rice to my left, my school books to my right. Twirling the cord between my fingers I spoke to friends who recognized the language of our realm. Throats and lungs swollen, we talked into the heart of the night, toying with the idea of hair dye and suicide, about the boys who didn’t love us, who we loved too much, the pang of the nights. Each sentence was new territory, like a door someone was rushing into, the glass shattering with delirium, with knowledge and fear. My Mother never complained about the phone bill, what it cost for her daughter to disappear behind a door, watching the cord stretching its muscle away from her. Perhaps she thought it was the only way she could reach me, sending me away to speak in the underworld. As long as I was speaking she could put my ear to the tenuous earth and allow me to listen, to decipher. And these were the elements of my Mother, the earthed wire, the burning cable, as if she flowed into the room with me to somehow say, Stay where I can reach you, the dim room, the dark earth. Speak of this and when you feel removed from it I will pull the cord and take you back towards me. ©Abinesh The Cord

mau jha

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Where you are now is not where you will always be. Just keep on trying, and know that tomorrow really is a new day.” ©mau jha spinal cord

Where you are now is not where you will always be. Just keep on trying, and know that tomorrow really is a new day.” ©mau jha spinal cord

mau jha

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“Never let anyone tell you that you cannot do something just because of your spinal cord injury. It’s sometimes just a matter of figuring out how to do it in a new way. Above all, never give up.” ©mau jha spinal cord

“Never let anyone tell you that you cannot do something just because of your spinal cord injury. It’s sometimes just a matter of figuring out how to do it in a new way. Above all, never give up.” ©mau jha spinal cord