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Lakshmi Menon

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Our giftedness is our inheritance! But many of us have squandered away our inherited wealth, Through wrong investments. Intellectually impoverished, Emotionally frugal, And spiritually penniless. Now I know. All that I learned was worth nothing. Pieces of papers and fancy numbers, That fooled me all my life. ©Lakshmi Menon I lost my inheritance and was left penniless. #formaleducation

Our giftedness is our inheritance! But many of us have squandered away our inherited wealth, Through wrong investments. Intellectually impoverished, Emotionally frugal, And spiritually penniless. Now I know. All that I learned was worth nothing. Pieces of papers and fancy numbers, That fooled me all my life. ©Lakshmi Menon I lost my inheritance and was left penniless. #formaleducation

Abhinav Prakash Dubey

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Yesterday was a #SuperMoon and the largest full moon of the year 2017. #NavNirvana

Yesterday was a #SuperMoon and the largest full moon of the year 2017. #NavNirvana

Major Mystique

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It was to make out the constellations: the unfortunate Gemini twins, Orion the hunter and the Cassiopeia. This time it is to find some hope in between the voids lying among Sirius, Polaris and Sagittarius. And it is to ponder that life is just like the moon, bright in places, full of craters in other. The last time I did it was in the clear nightsky of Shimla (unlike Delhi where even the moon is faded and when I was writing my Nanowrimo no

It was to make out the constellations: the unfortunate Gemini twins, Orion the hunter and the Cassiopeia. This time it is to find some hope in between the voids lying among Sirius, Polaris and Sagittarius. And it is to ponder that life is just like the moon, bright in places, full of craters in other. The last time I did it was in the clear nightsky of Shimla (unlike Delhi where even the moon is faded and when I was writing my Nanowrimo no

jittu sekhon

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ਫੁੱਲਾਂ ਵਰਗਾ ਪੰਜਾਬ ਸੀ ਮੇਰਾ ਹੁਣ ਹਥਿਆਰਾਂ ਦੀ ਵਾਸ਼ਨਾ ਆਵੇ ਪੈਰ ਪੈਰ ਤੇ ਖ਼ੂਨੀ ਫਿਰਦੇ ਮਾਂ ਹੁਣ ਕਿੱਥੇ ਲਾਲ ਲੁਕਾਵੇ ਜਿਉਂਦੇ ਜੀ ਜੰਝ ਚੜ੍ਹਨੋਂ ਰਹਿ ਗਈ ਭੈਣ ਲਾਸ਼ ਨੂੰ ਸਿਹਰਾ ਲਾਵੇ ਸੀ ਪੁੱਤ ਦਾ ਹੌਂਸਲਾ ਰੱਬ ਦੇ ਵਰਗਾ ਪਿਓ ਹੁਣ ਕੰਧ ਨਾ ਢਾਸਣਾ ਲਾਵੇ ਨੌਜਵਾਨਾਂ ਨੂੰ ਨਜ਼ਰ ਹੈ ਲੱਗੀ ਕੋਈ ਮਿਰਚਾਂ ਵਾਰ ਚੁੱਲ੍ਹੇ ਵਿਚ ਪਾਵੇ ©jittu sekhon My Punjab was like a flower. Now my lust for weapons should come, my feet and my feet are bloody. Now where should I hide the red. My sister

ਫੁੱਲਾਂ ਵਰਗਾ ਪੰਜਾਬ ਸੀ ਮੇਰਾ ਹੁਣ ਹਥਿਆਰਾਂ ਦੀ ਵਾਸ਼ਨਾ ਆਵੇ ਪੈਰ ਪੈਰ ਤੇ ਖ਼ੂਨੀ ਫਿਰਦੇ ਮਾਂ ਹੁਣ ਕਿੱਥੇ ਲਾਲ ਲੁਕਾਵੇ ਜਿਉਂਦੇ ਜੀ ਜੰਝ ਚੜ੍ਹਨੋਂ ਰਹਿ ਗਈ ਭੈਣ ਲਾਸ਼ ਨੂੰ ਸਿਹਰਾ ਲਾਵੇ ਸੀ ਪੁੱਤ ਦਾ ਹੌਂਸਲਾ ਰੱਬ ਦੇ ਵਰਗਾ ਪਿਓ ਹੁਣ ਕੰਧ ਨਾ ਢਾਸਣਾ ਲਾਵੇ ਨੌਜਵਾਨਾਂ ਨੂੰ ਨਜ਼ਰ ਹੈ ਲੱਗੀ ਕੋਈ ਮਿਰਚਾਂ ਵਾਰ ਚੁੱਲ੍ਹੇ ਵਿਚ ਪਾਵੇ ©jittu sekhon My Punjab was like a flower. Now my lust for weapons should come, my feet and my feet are bloody. Now where should I hide the red. My sister

D. Chowdhury

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On the nights the moon gets tired of shining and being beautiful, it comes to me and sit by my side on the rooftop, or at some pedestal. We talk about life, her incompleteness and my issues, her being crescent and gloomy at some nights, and I being incapable, insufficient, on some days. She puts a few band aids on my scars, I sow a few sunflower seeds in hers. On the cloudy days, when the sun doesn't feel like shining yet you see the moon smiling at you brighter maybe, at those nights, understand that the sunflowers have grown in her. If you see me standing straight someday, understand that the baind aids worked. I and my moon. #yqbaba #moon #cinemagraph

On the nights the moon gets tired of shining and being beautiful, it comes to me and sit by my side on the rooftop, or at some pedestal. We talk about life, her incompleteness and my issues, her being crescent and gloomy at some nights, and I being incapable, insufficient, on some days. She puts a few band aids on my scars, I sow a few sunflower seeds in hers. On the cloudy days, when the sun doesn't feel like shining yet you see the moon smiling at you brighter maybe, at those nights, understand that the sunflowers have grown in her. If you see me standing straight someday, understand that the baind aids worked. I and my moon. #yqbaba #moon #cinemagraph

Arpan Darjee

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I can die a thousand death to enjoy this movement with you. To enjoy a restless night and some second with you. it feels i m in heven when i cuddle with you and makes me realise the most beautiful part of women nature. so kind and cunning too i can die a thousand death to enjoy this moment with you 1 PM Tthought that stroke me suddenly.I was alone and left in my bed and was wandering alone when I suddenly remembered about my girl friend

I can die a thousand death to enjoy this movement with you. To enjoy a restless night and some second with you. it feels i m in heven when i cuddle with you and makes me realise the most beautiful part of women nature. so kind and cunning too i can die a thousand death to enjoy this moment with you 1 PM Tthought that stroke me suddenly.I was alone and left in my bed and was wandering alone when I suddenly remembered about my girl friend

Sushil kumar yadav

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सुधर गया हूँ इसका मतलब ऐ नही की पुराने रास्ते भूल गया हूँ I was staying in my attitude

सुधर गया हूँ इसका मतलब ऐ नही की पुराने रास्ते भूल गया हूँ I was staying in my attitude

Vandana Rana

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I was the sun and burning on fire yet you went to the moon in search of cold. Vandana Rana I was the sun and burning on fire yet you went to the moon in search of cold

I was the sun and burning on fire yet you went to the moon in search of cold. Vandana Rana I was the sun and burning on fire yet you went to the moon in search of cold

K Bilasen

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In the end it was just me and my thoughts, A painful trap, long after you were gone. In the end it was just me and my thoughts, A restless heart, long after it became lone. In the end it was just me and my thoughts, A hapless tale, long after you left it lorn. In the end it was just me and my thoughts, A meaningless reality, long after it lost the bone. In the end it was me and my thoughts.....!

In the end it was just me and my thoughts, A painful trap, long after you were gone. In the end it was just me and my thoughts, A restless heart, long after it became lone. In the end it was just me and my thoughts, A hapless tale, long after you left it lorn. In the end it was just me and my thoughts, A meaningless reality, long after it lost the bone. In the end it was me and my thoughts.....!