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Title: The Deceptive Heirloom In the illustrious halls of the royal palace, an aura of regal charm masked the sinister secrets that lurked within. Lady Isabella, the esteemed elder wife of the royal patriarch, harbored a dark ambition beneath her elegant facade. For years, she cunningly concealed her malevolent nature, weaving a web of deceit that ensnared all who dared to cross her path. To the outside world, she exuded warmth and grace, but behind closed doors, she wielded power with an iron fist. Her husband, King Edward, was blissfully unaware of her treachery, blinded by her feigned affection and loyalty. Little did he know that his days were numbered, for Lady Isabella had long plotted his demise to seize control of the throne. With calculated precision, she orchestrated the king's murder, masking it as a tragic accident to avoid suspicion. As the grieving widow, she assumed the role of the grieving matriarch, manipulating the court with her honeyed words and false promises. Meanwhile, her younger brother-in-law, Prince Alexander, remained vigilant, his suspicions aroused by the sudden death of his beloved sibling. Despite the facade of unity within the royal family, he sensed a discordant note, a shadowy presence lurking beneath the surface. Years passed, and Prince Alexander found solace in the arms of a captivating woman named Sophia, unaware of her true identity as a seasoned CBI investigator. Drawn together by fate, they embarked on a journey of love and discovery, unaware of the perilous secrets that awaited them. As Sophia delved deeper into the labyrinth of royal intrigue, she uncovered damning evidence of Lady Isabella's treachery, connecting her to the king's untimely demise. With each revelation, the facade of harmony crumbled, exposing the sinister truth hidden within the palace walls. In a heart-stopping climax, Sophia confronted Lady Isabella, her steely gaze piercing through the veil of deception to reveal the cold heart of a murderer. As the truth emerged, the palace trembled with the shock of betrayal, and Lady Isabella's reign of terror came to a dramatic end. In the aftermath of the revelation, Prince Alexander ascended to the throne, guided by the wisdom of his late brother and the unwavering support of his beloved Sophia. Together, they ushered in a new era of prosperity and justice, ensuring that the sins of the past would never again cast a shadow over the kingdom. ©Jeetal Shah #kitaab Title: The Deceptive Heirloom In the illustrious halls of the royal palace, an aura of regal charm masked the sinister secrets tha

Title: The Deceptive Heirloom In the illustrious halls of the royal palace, an aura of regal charm masked the sinister secrets that lurked within. Lady Isabella, the esteemed elder wife of the royal patriarch, harbored a dark ambition beneath her elegant facade. For years, she cunningly concealed her malevolent nature, weaving a web of deceit that ensnared all who dared to cross her path. To the outside world, she exuded warmth and grace, but behind closed doors, she wielded power with an iron fist. Her husband, King Edward, was blissfully unaware of her treachery, blinded by her feigned affection and loyalty. Little did he know that his days were numbered, for Lady Isabella had long plotted his demise to seize control of the throne. With calculated precision, she orchestrated the king's murder, masking it as a tragic accident to avoid suspicion. As the grieving widow, she assumed the role of the grieving matriarch, manipulating the court with her honeyed words and false promises. Meanwhile, her younger brother-in-law, Prince Alexander, remained vigilant, his suspicions aroused by the sudden death of his beloved sibling. Despite the facade of unity within the royal family, he sensed a discordant note, a shadowy presence lurking beneath the surface. Years passed, and Prince Alexander found solace in the arms of a captivating woman named Sophia, unaware of her true identity as a seasoned CBI investigator. Drawn together by fate, they embarked on a journey of love and discovery, unaware of the perilous secrets that awaited them. As Sophia delved deeper into the labyrinth of royal intrigue, she uncovered damning evidence of Lady Isabella's treachery, connecting her to the king's untimely demise. With each revelation, the facade of harmony crumbled, exposing the sinister truth hidden within the palace walls. In a heart-stopping climax, Sophia confronted Lady Isabella, her steely gaze piercing through the veil of deception to reveal the cold heart of a murderer. As the truth emerged, the palace trembled with the shock of betrayal, and Lady Isabella's reign of terror came to a dramatic end. In the aftermath of the revelation, Prince Alexander ascended to the throne, guided by the wisdom of his late brother and the unwavering support of his beloved Sophia. Together, they ushered in a new era of prosperity and justice, ensuring that the sins of the past would never again cast a shadow over the kingdom. ©Jeetal Shah #kitaab Title: The Deceptive Heirloom In the illustrious halls of the royal palace, an aura of regal charm masked the sinister secrets tha

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अगर हौसले मजबूत हो तो कोई भी मुकाम मुश्किल नहीं होता है ©NsMotivational #Identity

अगर हौसले मजबूत हो तो कोई भी मुकाम मुश्किल नहीं होता है ©NsMotivational #Identity

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कागज का टुकड़ा, कलम की स्याही मेरे जज्बातों को छुपाए हुये तुम्हारे लबों को छूना चाहते हैं तुम्हारे आंखों में बस जाना चाहते हैं। ©Daily_Diary #Identity

कागज का टुकड़ा, कलम की स्याही मेरे जज्बातों को छुपाए हुये तुम्हारे लबों को छूना चाहते हैं तुम्हारे आंखों में बस जाना चाहते हैं। ©Daily_Diary #Identity

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हम बैठ कर ख़ामोशी से तुम्हें आजमाएंगे, देखते हैं अब हम तुम्हें कब याद आएंगे, ©KRISHNA #Identity

हम बैठ कर ख़ामोशी से तुम्हें आजमाएंगे, देखते हैं अब हम तुम्हें कब याद आएंगे, ©KRISHNA #Identity

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ఇప్పుడు జీవిస్తున్న ఈ జీవితం అస్సలు క్షమించరానిది ఆడిన ఆటలు ఎంచుకున్న స్నేహితులు కరిగిపోయిన కాలాలు మసకబారిన కలలు తప్పిన మార్గాలు దారితప్పిన జీవితాలు కోల్పోయిన ప్రియమైనవాళ్లు ఎన్నో ఎన్నో అన్నీ ఆనందాన్ని ప్రశ్నగానే మిగులుస్తున్నాయి అయినా ప్రకృతిలోంచి తెలియని హామీ రేపు ప్రశాంతంగా ఉంటుందని భరోసా ఇస్తూ ఆ వాగ్దానం విచ్ఛిన్నమైనప్పుడు ఈ గాయాలు తిరిగి తెరుచుకుంటాయి తీవ్ర దుఃఖంతో అపుడు మనసు ఆశను వదిలేసుకుంటుంది ©gopi kiran #Identity

ఇప్పుడు జీవిస్తున్న ఈ జీవితం అస్సలు క్షమించరానిది ఆడిన ఆటలు ఎంచుకున్న స్నేహితులు కరిగిపోయిన కాలాలు మసకబారిన కలలు తప్పిన మార్గాలు దారితప్పిన జీవితాలు కోల్పోయిన ప్రియమైనవాళ్లు ఎన్నో ఎన్నో అన్నీ ఆనందాన్ని ప్రశ్నగానే మిగులుస్తున్నాయి అయినా ప్రకృతిలోంచి తెలియని హామీ రేపు ప్రశాంతంగా ఉంటుందని భరోసా ఇస్తూ ఆ వాగ్దానం విచ్ఛిన్నమైనప్పుడు ఈ గాయాలు తిరిగి తెరుచుకుంటాయి తీవ్ర దుఃఖంతో అపుడు మనసు ఆశను వదిలేసుకుంటుంది ©gopi kiran #Identity

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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,

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A LOOK AT LIFE-27 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I am not just too old To look forward to life Its beauty and grandeur I am not young enough either To be in any one's dream Or anyone to be in mine Life was spent in vain In weaving and fulfilling Dreams of others I realized it But late When half the life Was in the ashtray I know How painful and agonizing It is To carry the burden Of hopes and aspirations Which are not yours How foolish it is to expect Your unrealised dreams realised Through someone else How difficult It is to walk on the path of life Losing and forgetting One's identity,whims and fancies Beyond a limit Man is all alone For he fancies the most To live in his secluded world So different from His loved ones I am not the one To confine to a solitary asylum Or to live in a fool's paradise Brooding over the past I know The new sun,fresh and lively Is about to rise on the horizon And I am For the first time Not under any one's spell With all my freedom and detachment Let me cherish all that is true and beautiful And look at life Its splendor and elegance Once more copyright@smruti ranjan 23.2.2o16 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #hillroad A LOOK AT LIFE-27 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I am not just too old To look forward to life Its beauty and grandeur I am not youn

A LOOK AT LIFE-27 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I am not just too old To look forward to life Its beauty and grandeur I am not young enough either To be in any one's dream Or anyone to be in mine Life was spent in vain In weaving and fulfilling Dreams of others I realized it But late When half the life Was in the ashtray I know How painful and agonizing It is To carry the burden Of hopes and aspirations Which are not yours How foolish it is to expect Your unrealised dreams realised Through someone else How difficult It is to walk on the path of life Losing and forgetting One's identity,whims and fancies Beyond a limit Man is all alone For he fancies the most To live in his secluded world So different from His loved ones I am not the one To confine to a solitary asylum Or to live in a fool's paradise Brooding over the past I know The new sun,fresh and lively Is about to rise on the horizon And I am For the first time Not under any one's spell With all my freedom and detachment Let me cherish all that is true and beautiful And look at life Its splendor and elegance Once more copyright@smruti ranjan 23.2.2o16 ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #hillroad A LOOK AT LIFE-27 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I am not just too old To look forward to life Its beauty and grandeur I am not youn

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ये महफ़िल भी हो जाएगी वीरान एक दिन, इस शरीर से भी निकल जाएगी जान एक दिन....... हम जो महफ़िलों में बैठकर बना रहे हैं रोज़ाना, मेरे दोस्त फ़ीकी पड़ जाएगी ये पहचान एक दिन..... गर वो खुश है किसी और के साथ ज़िंदगी में, तो आखिर हम उसको क्यों ही परेशान करें............ इसलिए कहते हैं ज़िंदगी हंसी-खुशी से जियो, क्योंकि जाना तो सबको ही है श्मशान एक दिन...... ©Poet Maddy ये महफ़िल भी हो जाएगी वीरान एक दिन, इस शरीर से भी निकल जाएगी जान एक दिन....... #Gathering#Life#Body#Friend#Identity#Fade#Happy#Bother#Cremato

ये महफ़िल भी हो जाएगी वीरान एक दिन, इस शरीर से भी निकल जाएगी जान एक दिन....... हम जो महफ़िलों में बैठकर बना रहे हैं रोज़ाना, मेरे दोस्त फ़ीकी पड़ जाएगी ये पहचान एक दिन..... गर वो खुश है किसी और के साथ ज़िंदगी में, तो आखिर हम उसको क्यों ही परेशान करें............ इसलिए कहते हैं ज़िंदगी हंसी-खुशी से जियो, क्योंकि जाना तो सबको ही है श्मशान एक दिन...... ©Poet Maddy ये महफ़िल भी हो जाएगी वीरान एक दिन, इस शरीर से भी निकल जाएगी जान एक दिन....... #Gathering#Life#Body#Friend#Identity#Fade#Happy#Bother#Cremato