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Harf-Nigar

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White मेरे ख्वाबों के उड़ते उन परीदों का क्या, जो हंसी खा गए उन दरिंदों का क्या, बड़े शौक से सजाया था घर हमारा मैंने टूट गया, उजड़ गए, अब कारीदों का क्या? ©Harf-Nigar #Thinking शायरी दर्द 'दर्द भरी शायरी' खूबसूरत दो लाइन शायरी #SAD #ishq #viral #showsomelove #Support #First #firstpost

White मेरे ख्वाबों के उड़ते उन परीदों का क्या, जो हंसी खा गए उन दरिंदों का क्या, बड़े शौक से सजाया था घर हमारा मैंने टूट गया, उजड़ गए, अब कारीदों का क्या? ©Harf-Nigar #Thinking शायरी दर्द 'दर्द भरी शायरी' खूबसूरत दो लाइन शायरी #SAD #ishq #viral #showsomelove #Support #First #firstpost

My Loquacious World

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New Year 2024-25 Other than resolutions this time, I stand before the mirror, not with the weight of expectations but with the lightness of possibility. Each breath whispers the chance to be more than I was before, to weave kindness into my days, to gather moments like petals, fragile yet vibrant, each one a reminder of the beauty in being here, being now. I promise to listen more, to the laughter in a stranger’s voice, to the silence in a friend’s eye. To let understanding bloom, like wildflowers in the cracks of concrete, teaching me resilience in their softness. I will carve space for dreams, to shape them into something tangible, to hold them like lanterns in my hands, guiding me through the shadowed paths where doubt tries to linger. This year will not be marked by crossed-off lists or unmet quotas, but by the gentle pulse of growth, a steady beat of compassion, the joy of shifting perspectives, and a heart that learns to soar while staying rooted in gratitude. So here’s my promise, not to seek perfection, but to honor my journey, to embrace the messy, and in every stumble, to rise, a little wiser, a little kinder, a better version, of me. ©My Loquacious World #NewYear2024-25 #resolution #2025 #newpost #firstpost #Life

New Year 2024-25 Other than resolutions this time, I stand before the mirror, not with the weight of expectations but with the lightness of possibility. Each breath whispers the chance to be more than I was before, to weave kindness into my days, to gather moments like petals, fragile yet vibrant, each one a reminder of the beauty in being here, being now. I promise to listen more, to the laughter in a stranger’s voice, to the silence in a friend’s eye. To let understanding bloom, like wildflowers in the cracks of concrete, teaching me resilience in their softness. I will carve space for dreams, to shape them into something tangible, to hold them like lanterns in my hands, guiding me through the shadowed paths where doubt tries to linger. This year will not be marked by crossed-off lists or unmet quotas, but by the gentle pulse of growth, a steady beat of compassion, the joy of shifting perspectives, and a heart that learns to soar while staying rooted in gratitude. So here’s my promise, not to seek perfection, but to honor my journey, to embrace the messy, and in every stumble, to rise, a little wiser, a little kinder, a better version, of me. ©My Loquacious World #NewYear2024-25 #resolution #2025 #newpost #firstpost #Life