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Ubaida khatoon Siddiqui

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Jab bhai chota tha tab ammi usse kehti thi apni appi (elder sister) ke sath jao , aur ab jab bada ho gaya hai toh humse kehti hai apne bhai ke sath jao , halaanki woh abhi bhi hum se chota hi hai lekin bade hone par woh humari protect karta hai, aur jab woh chota tha tab hum uski karte the. kitna bada fark ho jaata hai na chote bhai ke bade hone par kal tak jise aap sambhaalte the, aaj woh aapko sambhaalta hai, haan woh baat alag hai ladaai bahut hoti hai hum sabki. 😁🤣😅 15/9/24 ⏰10:03 a. m. (ubaida khatoon S S) ✍️ ©Ubaida khatoon Siddiqui #brothersisterlove #siblings #Ubaidakhatoon #ubaidawrites

Jab bhai chota tha tab ammi usse kehti thi apni appi (elder sister) ke sath jao , aur ab jab bada ho gaya hai toh humse kehti hai apne bhai ke sath jao , halaanki woh abhi bhi hum se chota hi hai lekin bade hone par woh humari protect karta hai, aur jab woh chota tha tab hum uski karte the. kitna bada fark ho jaata hai na chote bhai ke bade hone par kal tak jise aap sambhaalte the, aaj woh aapko sambhaalta hai, haan woh baat alag hai ladaai bahut hoti hai hum sabki. 😁🤣😅 15/9/24 ⏰10:03 a. m. (ubaida khatoon S S) ✍️ ©Ubaida khatoon Siddiqui #brothersisterlove #siblings #Ubaidakhatoon #ubaidawrites

Nitin K. Ravi

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White Sometimes, you don't miss a person or place. Instead, you miss some particular phase of your life that is over now. The memories you created in that phase moisten your eyes but bring smile too. And the irony lies in the fact that you can't share those feelings with people who have not lived that phase with you. And those who did, would be often at a different journey in life than yours. The bonding of belongingness, the joy, some festival celebrations and all of these get buried in the depth of your heart,once you move from one phase of life to another, as part of some "evergreen memories and a nightmare" (¯`•.•´¯) (¯`•.•´¯) *`•.¸(¯`•.•´¯)¸.•´* º `•.¸.•´ º ♡●•٠·NitzZKy·٠•●♡ ©Nitin K. Ravi To the person who once was everything in life.... #SAD #sad_feeling #rakshabandhan #siblings #Love #Hate #depression #Soul

White Sometimes, you don't miss a person or place. Instead, you miss some particular phase of your life that is over now. The memories you created in that phase moisten your eyes but bring smile too. And the irony lies in the fact that you can't share those feelings with people who have not lived that phase with you. And those who did, would be often at a different journey in life than yours. The bonding of belongingness, the joy, some festival celebrations and all of these get buried in the depth of your heart,once you move from one phase of life to another, as part of some "evergreen memories and a nightmare" (¯`•.•´¯) (¯`•.•´¯) *`•.¸(¯`•.•´¯)¸.•´* º `•.¸.•´ º ♡●•٠·NitzZKy·٠•●♡ ©Nitin K. Ravi To the person who once was everything in life.... #SAD #sad_feeling #rakshabandhan #siblings #Love #Hate #depression #Soul

My Loquacious World

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White On Rakshabandhan, a bond is tied Between siblings, side by side A thread of love, so strong and true A promise to protect, in all we do Sisters bind it on their brothers' wrist A symbol of love, that cannot be missed In return, brothers vow to defend Their sisters, until the very end Through thick and thin, they stand together In times of joy, and stormy weather A bond that cannot be broken or torn On Rakshabandhan, a bond is born So let us cherish this special day And celebrate in a joyful way For the love between siblings, so pure and grand Is what makes Rakshabandhan truly grand ©My Loquacious World #raksha_bandhan_2024 #rakshabandhan #Rakhi #myloquaciousworld #Life #siblings #brother #brothersday

White On Rakshabandhan, a bond is tied Between siblings, side by side A thread of love, so strong and true A promise to protect, in all we do Sisters bind it on their brothers' wrist A symbol of love, that cannot be missed In return, brothers vow to defend Their sisters, until the very end Through thick and thin, they stand together In times of joy, and stormy weather A bond that cannot be broken or torn On Rakshabandhan, a bond is born So let us cherish this special day And celebrate in a joyful way For the love between siblings, so pure and grand Is what makes Rakshabandhan truly grand ©My Loquacious World #raksha_bandhan_2024 #rakshabandhan #Rakhi #myloquaciousworld #Life #siblings #brother #brothersday

Hashim Bannur | ಹಾಶಿಂ ಬನ್ನೂರು

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White Happy Raksha Bandhan This Raksha Badhan, i wish you all the success and happiness in life Happy Raksha Bandhan, my dear siblings. Dr APJ Abdul Kalam Foundation Karnataka ® ©Hashim Bannur | ಹಾಶಿಂ ಬನ್ನೂರು #raksha_bandhan_2024 Happy Raksha Bandhan This Raksha Badhan, i wish you all the success and happiness in life Happy Raksha Bandhan, my d

White Happy Raksha Bandhan This Raksha Badhan, i wish you all the success and happiness in life Happy Raksha Bandhan, my dear siblings. Dr APJ Abdul Kalam Foundation Karnataka ® ©Hashim Bannur | ಹಾಶಿಂ ಬನ್ನೂರು #raksha_bandhan_2024 Happy Raksha Bandhan This Raksha Badhan, i wish you all the success and happiness in life Happy Raksha Bandhan, my d

richa

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तु मेरी जिंदगी का वो हिस्सा है जिसके बिना अधुरा मेरे जिंदगी का किस्सा है तु हँसती हैं तो हँसता है दिल मेरा तु जो रोती है, तो खाली सा रहता है ये दिल मेरा... साथ रहे ना रहे तु हर दुआ में मेरे तेरा नाम रहता है है तु वो खुबसूरत फरिश्ता मेरा जिससे मेरे दिल का रिश्ता है ऋचा शर्मा ©richa #SisterLove #brothersisterlove #siblings

तु मेरी जिंदगी का वो हिस्सा है जिसके बिना अधुरा मेरे जिंदगी का किस्सा है तु हँसती हैं तो हँसता है दिल मेरा तु जो रोती है, तो खाली सा रहता है ये दिल मेरा... साथ रहे ना रहे तु हर दुआ में मेरे तेरा नाम रहता है है तु वो खुबसूरत फरिश्ता मेरा जिससे मेरे दिल का रिश्ता है ऋचा शर्मा ©richa #SisterLove #brothersisterlove #siblings

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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White A LOOK AT LIFE-125 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY HOW CAN I FORGET? How can I forget the sweat of the poorest of the poor that has gone into my making? How can I forget I am brought up on the taxpayer's contribution And the resources of the country? How can I forget The system that groomed me and Stood by me at the time of my need? How can I forget The air, water and sunlight That nourished me? How can I forget The summer shower, smell of the moist earth That drenched me? How can I forget The love, commitment and dedication of others That kept me alive? How can I forget The language of empathy and reciprocation That taught me the lessons of life? How can I forget My parents, siblings, friends and teachers For whom I am what I am? How can I forget My employer, boss and colleagues With whom I have spent quality time of life? How can I forget My love, kids and family Who have made my life sheer poetry? How can I forget The environment and ecosystem That sustained my existence? How can I forget my country, My mother who has given me an identity And purpose to live? Is it not my duty To listen to her voice When she calls me and cries in silence? If it is not the time to reciprocate When they need me to Then when? after everything is over. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #wallpaper A LOOK AT LIFE-125 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY HOW CAN I FORGET? How can I forget the sweat of the poorest of the poor that h

White A LOOK AT LIFE-125 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY HOW CAN I FORGET? How can I forget the sweat of the poorest of the poor that has gone into my making? How can I forget I am brought up on the taxpayer's contribution And the resources of the country? How can I forget The system that groomed me and Stood by me at the time of my need? How can I forget The air, water and sunlight That nourished me? How can I forget The summer shower, smell of the moist earth That drenched me? How can I forget The love, commitment and dedication of others That kept me alive? How can I forget The language of empathy and reciprocation That taught me the lessons of life? How can I forget My parents, siblings, friends and teachers For whom I am what I am? How can I forget My employer, boss and colleagues With whom I have spent quality time of life? How can I forget My love, kids and family Who have made my life sheer poetry? How can I forget The environment and ecosystem That sustained my existence? How can I forget my country, My mother who has given me an identity And purpose to live? Is it not my duty To listen to her voice When she calls me and cries in silence? If it is not the time to reciprocate When they need me to Then when? after everything is over. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #wallpaper A LOOK AT LIFE-125 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY HOW CAN I FORGET? How can I forget the sweat of the poorest of the poor that h