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Aanchal

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White Mout bhi shaandaar hogi apni, bayaan hogi meri kahaani, ek ladki thi sidhi si... jeeti thi apni jawaani, ek lamhe me sab bikhar gaya, jaise hi uskaa kuch din jikaar gaya, janam legi wo kahi na kahi, fir shuru hogi uski kahaani , wo ladki thi sidhi si... jeeti thi apni jawani...❤️🏠achl ©Aanchal again***

White Mout bhi shaandaar hogi apni, bayaan hogi meri kahaani, ek ladki thi sidhi si... jeeti thi apni jawaani, ek lamhe me sab bikhar gaya, jaise hi uskaa kuch din jikaar gaya, janam legi wo kahi na kahi, fir shuru hogi uski kahaani , wo ladki thi sidhi si... jeeti thi apni jawani...❤️🏠achl ©Aanchal again***

Kalpana Uriya

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Black जब तक सफल न हो नींद चैन को त्यागो तुम , संघर्ष के राहो मैं चलने से भागो मत तुम, कुछ किए बिना जय जयकार नही होता ।कोशिश करने वालो की हर नही होता।सूरज की किरणे हर सुबह एक नया मोका लेकर आएगा बस तुमसे करना है कोशिश। ©Kalpana Uriya #Morning again in again opportunity

Black जब तक सफल न हो नींद चैन को त्यागो तुम , संघर्ष के राहो मैं चलने से भागो मत तुम, कुछ किए बिना जय जयकार नही होता ।कोशिश करने वालो की हर नही होता।सूरज की किरणे हर सुबह एक नया मोका लेकर आएगा बस तुमसे करना है कोशिश। ©Kalpana Uriya #Morning again in again opportunity

Sai Angel Shaayari

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I DON'T WANT TO GET HURT , AGAIN. ©Sai Angel Shaayari I DON'T WANT TO GET HURT , AGAIN.

I DON'T WANT TO GET HURT , AGAIN. ©Sai Angel Shaayari I DON'T WANT TO GET HURT , AGAIN.

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Blue Moon CHAPTER 2: HAPPY WITH WHAT I FEEL. The world knew this pianist as someone with worst personality. Her music permeated among people like a forest fire more for her rumours then music. Rumours said that she had already been disowned by her parents for going against them. Yet her notes sounded like an ice cream melting softly in heart and soul. A renowned street performer known for her music and rumoured lies.The people who marched forward to listen were always two minded. She told people who came to listen, "Music is my truth, and it doesn't lie!" "I don't have to prove myself, for I have my music always...", She uttered. Her heart was always empty, though she stood at the centre of million eyes. Great pianists like Beethoven, Mozart and Franchubert were always at the centre of such massive crowd. Their songs told a story that lead the music world to it's massive heights now. "I too live in a similar world, yet why does my heart feels lonely?" "Those hovering eyes of people is what kills me like a poison slowly permeating through my entire body...!", she exclaimed. One fine day, where the sun rose from West, she came to perform early in an unusual timing. No soul was in sight and she thought it was better that way. As she commenced with her performance, she heard some foot steps approaching her that ringed through her ears like clear rain drops. She could feel that this person was different from any other she had met before. At the end of her performance, she saw this person waving a gentle smile towards her music. "Is music your truth?", Said the man wearing a blue suit, faint black haired with pale skin toned. She lifted her head with a really bewildered look. "Then......why don't you become that truth to people who wants them?", Said the man with a strange smile, siding his head slightly to one side. Those words lit a new fire in her lonely heart. The man happened to be a music manager of a small company, and he made her truth known to world. She shifted from the city full of hovering eyes to a city full of honest eyes. She wasn't playing in front of a big crowd anymore, but on a grand stage with million of onlookers to accomodate. Though only few came to listen to her music, she knew those honest eyes was the truth she was seeking for. "Those eyes are the real reward for the music I create!", She thought while playing in front of those few precious eyes. "Time flies, a single person who came that day made me realise that this is the type of people I seek for the truth, as they didn't care who I was but believed me for my music. This life, this city, and that one person is what i need right now. Goodbye......to my old self that always looked for honest eyes" ©Tiny glowing star! #motivatational Story of her Chapter 2: Happy with what I feel...

Blue Moon CHAPTER 2: HAPPY WITH WHAT I FEEL. The world knew this pianist as someone with worst personality. Her music permeated among people like a forest fire more for her rumours then music. Rumours said that she had already been disowned by her parents for going against them. Yet her notes sounded like an ice cream melting softly in heart and soul. A renowned street performer known for her music and rumoured lies.The people who marched forward to listen were always two minded. She told people who came to listen, "Music is my truth, and it doesn't lie!" "I don't have to prove myself, for I have my music always...", She uttered. Her heart was always empty, though she stood at the centre of million eyes. Great pianists like Beethoven, Mozart and Franchubert were always at the centre of such massive crowd. Their songs told a story that lead the music world to it's massive heights now. "I too live in a similar world, yet why does my heart feels lonely?" "Those hovering eyes of people is what kills me like a poison slowly permeating through my entire body...!", she exclaimed. One fine day, where the sun rose from West, she came to perform early in an unusual timing. No soul was in sight and she thought it was better that way. As she commenced with her performance, she heard some foot steps approaching her that ringed through her ears like clear rain drops. She could feel that this person was different from any other she had met before. At the end of her performance, she saw this person waving a gentle smile towards her music. "Is music your truth?", Said the man wearing a blue suit, faint black haired with pale skin toned. She lifted her head with a really bewildered look. "Then......why don't you become that truth to people who wants them?", Said the man with a strange smile, siding his head slightly to one side. Those words lit a new fire in her lonely heart. The man happened to be a music manager of a small company, and he made her truth known to world. She shifted from the city full of hovering eyes to a city full of honest eyes. She wasn't playing in front of a big crowd anymore, but on a grand stage with million of onlookers to accomodate. Though only few came to listen to her music, she knew those honest eyes was the truth she was seeking for. "Those eyes are the real reward for the music I create!", She thought while playing in front of those few precious eyes. "Time flies, a single person who came that day made me realise that this is the type of people I seek for the truth, as they didn't care who I was but believed me for my music. This life, this city, and that one person is what i need right now. Goodbye......to my old self that always looked for honest eyes" ©Tiny glowing star! #motivatational Story of her Chapter 2: Happy with what I feel...