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ajeet Preet

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सबेरा हुआ शाम हुआ वो बर्फ की तरह गल गया लंबे अरसे का तारा आज ढल गया The pain of losing someone

सबेरा हुआ शाम हुआ वो बर्फ की तरह गल गया लंबे अरसे का तारा आज ढल गया The pain of losing someone

Faraz Khan

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Losing hope means end of life.

Losing hope means end of life.

Sameer Gupta

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आज शायद फिर वही गलती कर दी, अपने दिल की बात कहने में जल्दी कर दी। afraid of losing her or afraid of losing again in life!! #spectate #finally_arjun

आज शायद फिर वही गलती कर दी, अपने दिल की बात कहने में जल्दी कर दी। afraid of losing her or afraid of losing again in life!! #spectate #finally_arjun

Laxmi prasad patel

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अकेले ही तय करने होते है कुछ सफर ; जिंदगी के हर सफर में हमसफ़र नहीं मिला करते! ©Laxmi prasad patel #poems of life#

अकेले ही तय करने होते है कुछ सफर ; जिंदगी के हर सफर में हमसफ़र नहीं मिला करते! ©Laxmi prasad patel #poems of life#

subham Viswakarma

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Faces cannot tell the truth because there is a moment in everyone's life where you want to cry out loud but you cry silently .Your soul wants to scream but cannot Admit it! :-subham.v about the soul of your heart

Faces cannot tell the truth because there is a moment in everyone's life where you want to cry out loud but you cry silently .Your soul wants to scream but cannot Admit it! :-subham.v about the soul of your heart

donald trump

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Yar ye sab pyar vyar real life me nHi hota hai Real life mE Padhai hoti hai Clg hota hai Exam hote hai Friends hote hai Einstein hota hai Newton hota hai electron hote hai Proton Or nutron v hote hai Physics hoti hai Or baki time bor hote hai bus😂😂 About the existence of love

Yar ye sab pyar vyar real life me nHi hota hai Real life mE Padhai hoti hai Clg hota hai Exam hote hai Friends hote hai Einstein hota hai Newton hota hai electron hote hai Proton Or nutron v hote hai Physics hoti hai Or baki time bor hote hai bus😂😂 About the existence of love

Nitin K. Ravi

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Ecoes of Life... When he was born, some remarked that he bore a striking resemblance to his maternal grandfather. However, they pondered over the mystery of his complexion, as everyone else in the family had fair skin, unlike his darker tone. At the age of 3½, he ventured into the realm of schooling. Teachers often praised his intellect but urged him to rein in his mischievous tendencies. During a visit from a relative, concerns were raised about his underweight stature, prompting his mother to embark on a mission to fortify him with daily doses of milk and eggs, which he reluctantly accepted. His first dalliance with love occurred at 17, only to find that the girl of his affection was already committed with someone. At 22, he faced failure in his second year of B.Com due to his perpetual struggle with accounting. Despite his inclination towards the arts, he remained unable to articulate his desires when questioned by his parents. At 25, another failed romantic pursuit ensued. Eventually, at 27, he found himself betrothed through a matrimonial arrangement facilitated by a WhatsApp group, tying the knot at 28. At thirty-nine, his son mirrored his academic struggles, leading to murmurs of 'like father, like son.' His demanding job burdened him with tasks beyond his capabilities, contributing to his growing sense of discontent. Discord lingering from past conflicts strained his marital harmony, further exacerbating his personal turmoil. As he reached seventy-three, his once-lustrous hair began to wane, and forgetfulness crept in. Family members advised him to embrace the limitations of old age. At seventy-nine, the joy of becoming a grandfather for the second time was tempered by concerns over his health, as fears of diabetes loomed. Suggestions to refrain from excessive physical exertion due to age-related vulnerabilities left him feeling self-conscious and toothless. Finally, at eighty-three, the specter of mortality loomed large as he sensed the presence of the inevitable 'Yamdoots' at his doorstep. He is accompanied by his son, who is disappointed for leaving the business meeting. Outside the ventilator, his wife wept, gazing upon him. As he closed his eyes for the last time, he wondered if in death, he might find respite from the regrets of a life. It was too late when he realised all the things he regret and all the things he wanted and never got , it all happened because he listened to everyone except his own self ©Nitin K. Ravi Ever wondered about the echoes of conformity in your own life? #SAD #Life #sad_feeling #SadLife #Love

Ecoes of Life... When he was born, some remarked that he bore a striking resemblance to his maternal grandfather. However, they pondered over the mystery of his complexion, as everyone else in the family had fair skin, unlike his darker tone. At the age of 3½, he ventured into the realm of schooling. Teachers often praised his intellect but urged him to rein in his mischievous tendencies. During a visit from a relative, concerns were raised about his underweight stature, prompting his mother to embark on a mission to fortify him with daily doses of milk and eggs, which he reluctantly accepted. His first dalliance with love occurred at 17, only to find that the girl of his affection was already committed with someone. At 22, he faced failure in his second year of B.Com due to his perpetual struggle with accounting. Despite his inclination towards the arts, he remained unable to articulate his desires when questioned by his parents. At 25, another failed romantic pursuit ensued. Eventually, at 27, he found himself betrothed through a matrimonial arrangement facilitated by a WhatsApp group, tying the knot at 28. At thirty-nine, his son mirrored his academic struggles, leading to murmurs of 'like father, like son.' His demanding job burdened him with tasks beyond his capabilities, contributing to his growing sense of discontent. Discord lingering from past conflicts strained his marital harmony, further exacerbating his personal turmoil. As he reached seventy-three, his once-lustrous hair began to wane, and forgetfulness crept in. Family members advised him to embrace the limitations of old age. At seventy-nine, the joy of becoming a grandfather for the second time was tempered by concerns over his health, as fears of diabetes loomed. Suggestions to refrain from excessive physical exertion due to age-related vulnerabilities left him feeling self-conscious and toothless. Finally, at eighty-three, the specter of mortality loomed large as he sensed the presence of the inevitable 'Yamdoots' at his doorstep. He is accompanied by his son, who is disappointed for leaving the business meeting. Outside the ventilator, his wife wept, gazing upon him. As he closed his eyes for the last time, he wondered if in death, he might find respite from the regrets of a life. It was too late when he realised all the things he regret and all the things he wanted and never got , it all happened because he listened to everyone except his own self ©Nitin K. Ravi Ever wondered about the echoes of conformity in your own life? #SAD #Life #sad_feeling #SadLife #Love

KUNDAN KUNJ

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ये दिन, महीने और साल चलते रहेंगे, न जाने आपका कितने ख्वाब बदले रहेंगे। अपनी हौसला orमंजिल कभी मत खोना, क्योंकि दोस्तों आपकी उम्र भी ढलते रहेंगे। #NojotoQuote ##taught of the #last year #2018 ##Be serious #about your #life.

ये दिन, महीने और साल चलते रहेंगे, न जाने आपका कितने ख्वाब बदले रहेंगे। अपनी हौसला orमंजिल कभी मत खोना, क्योंकि दोस्तों आपकी उम्र भी ढलते रहेंगे। #NojotoQuote ##taught of the #last year #2018 ##Be serious #about your #life.