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In the town of Timor, an old clock tower ticked away its final moments. As the hands approached midnight, its chimes would ring for the last time. Young Ellie, clutching her grandfather’s old pocket watch, whispered her wish: “Make time stop.” As the clock struck twelve, everything froze—people mid-laugh, birds mid-flight. Ellie’s wish had been granted. But as she wandered through the silent streets, she realized that even in stillness, time's absence felt like an endless void. ©twisha ray Frozen Moments #trnojo171 #inspirationalthoughts #story_of_the_day

In the town of Timor, an old clock tower ticked away its final moments. As the hands approached midnight, its chimes would ring for the last time. Young Ellie, clutching her grandfather’s old pocket watch, whispered her wish: “Make time stop.” As the clock struck twelve, everything froze—people mid-laugh, birds mid-flight. Ellie’s wish had been granted. But as she wandered through the silent streets, she realized that even in stillness, time's absence felt like an endless void. ©twisha ray Frozen Moments #trnojo171 #inspirationalthoughts #story_of_the_day

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White SOMETHING LOOK AT-96 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM A WIDOW Do i need to be told what to do, what not to, how should I look, what to wear, what to eat, how to interact and conduct in this heartless world of yours? For you he was just another man, a friend in the fair weather. You have lost just a friend. Do you know what have I lost? I have lost my whole world. With him gone my wishes, my passions to live a life. But I am breathing, breathing for the sake of his love to keep him alive Have you ever fathomed a woman's love for her husband. No man has ever been able to do so and you are just another of the same species. You can never understand what he meant to me. I don't even expect you to understand. Lett me live with my tears. They are exclusively mine. Let them drench me with all his colours. Even at the cost of the world, its wealth and splendour I can hardly part with it, part with my emotions, my feelings, half of my heart and soul. Do you doubt my integrity? If at this age if you need a woman, what is the wrong if i go for another man. If a man can marry after the death of his wife, why can't a woman. Is this world only for men, their whims and caprices? Don't think I will be a prey to someone's passion. There is none in this world who stands equal to my man, at least for me he is head and shoulder above others. Men should understand Women better read them, their body language and unusual showers of love. Change the way you think, or else you will only burn yourself And you being a woman, I expected you to stand by, but you only added to my misery, made my wounds fresh and bleed more. Do you know what is in store for you in future? If you are not with me, never come to my life, add to my sorrow, make my bleeding heart bleed more. People I call my own, from you, my expectations were too high. You never came forward when i needed you the most. You never solved my problems, you can only end up adding a few more. Can you refrain from giving me advice and let me live on my own? Leave me alone I know how to stand on my legs and withstand life, its ebb and flow tide. Neither I need your sympathy, compassion nor I have an ear to what you say. I know my rights and. understand my obligations. To do justice to my role as a mother I will never be in black and white, reincarnate with all my colours and will never allow my kids to suffer. If at all Iam to make a compromise between love and life, I will choose the latter with my heart always beating for my love. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status SOMETHING LOOK AT-96 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM A WIDOW Do i need to be told what to do, what not to, how should I look,

White SOMETHING LOOK AT-96 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM A WIDOW Do i need to be told what to do, what not to, how should I look, what to wear, what to eat, how to interact and conduct in this heartless world of yours? For you he was just another man, a friend in the fair weather. You have lost just a friend. Do you know what have I lost? I have lost my whole world. With him gone my wishes, my passions to live a life. But I am breathing, breathing for the sake of his love to keep him alive Have you ever fathomed a woman's love for her husband. No man has ever been able to do so and you are just another of the same species. You can never understand what he meant to me. I don't even expect you to understand. Lett me live with my tears. They are exclusively mine. Let them drench me with all his colours. Even at the cost of the world, its wealth and splendour I can hardly part with it, part with my emotions, my feelings, half of my heart and soul. Do you doubt my integrity? If at this age if you need a woman, what is the wrong if i go for another man. If a man can marry after the death of his wife, why can't a woman. Is this world only for men, their whims and caprices? Don't think I will be a prey to someone's passion. There is none in this world who stands equal to my man, at least for me he is head and shoulder above others. Men should understand Women better read them, their body language and unusual showers of love. Change the way you think, or else you will only burn yourself And you being a woman, I expected you to stand by, but you only added to my misery, made my wounds fresh and bleed more. Do you know what is in store for you in future? If you are not with me, never come to my life, add to my sorrow, make my bleeding heart bleed more. People I call my own, from you, my expectations were too high. You never came forward when i needed you the most. You never solved my problems, you can only end up adding a few more. Can you refrain from giving me advice and let me live on my own? Leave me alone I know how to stand on my legs and withstand life, its ebb and flow tide. Neither I need your sympathy, compassion nor I have an ear to what you say. I know my rights and. understand my obligations. To do justice to my role as a mother I will never be in black and white, reincarnate with all my colours and will never allow my kids to suffer. If at all Iam to make a compromise between love and life, I will choose the latter with my heart always beating for my love. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_Status SOMETHING LOOK AT-96 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I AM A WIDOW Do i need to be told what to do, what not to, how should I look,

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White A LOOK AT LIFE-58 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MISTAKE OF A LIFE I know not how many minutes and hours, days, months and years, I have spent in meaningless pursuits in proving myself, in proving I am not at par but head and shoulder above others. I know not how many times I turned my back to truth and bliss. How many times I failed to understand love and it's beauty, someone's tears, sacrifices, hours of waiting and longing for me. I know hardly I lived my life for me. It was for those significant others whom I valued the most in seeking their appreciation and recognition who themselves achieved nothing, lived the whole of their lives in illusion in a pseudo world with pseudo greatness and pseudo satisfaction I lived a life in acquiring pelf and power, laurels and accolades adding to my inflated ego, proving before others I am unique and different and don't belong to the same species to which others belong My Lord! How far away I am from me, from my life and it's beauty? How futile is that life which is shaped and designed, not by how one is, but by how others view and assess it. I achieved nothing. What one achieves by running away from his own, family, friends and relations, by alienating from the inner being forgetting life and its purpose, playing all the while to the galleries? If life means running away from oneself, from truth and bliss. If life is an endeavour in pursuit of appreciation and recognition, in chasing a mirage which goes away farther and farther Forgive me! My Lord I don't need one more. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_shayri A LOOK AT LIFE-58 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MISTAKE OF A LIFE I know not how many minutes and hours, days, months and yea

White A LOOK AT LIFE-58 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MISTAKE OF A LIFE I know not how many minutes and hours, days, months and years, I have spent in meaningless pursuits in proving myself, in proving I am not at par but head and shoulder above others. I know not how many times I turned my back to truth and bliss. How many times I failed to understand love and it's beauty, someone's tears, sacrifices, hours of waiting and longing for me. I know hardly I lived my life for me. It was for those significant others whom I valued the most in seeking their appreciation and recognition who themselves achieved nothing, lived the whole of their lives in illusion in a pseudo world with pseudo greatness and pseudo satisfaction I lived a life in acquiring pelf and power, laurels and accolades adding to my inflated ego, proving before others I am unique and different and don't belong to the same species to which others belong My Lord! How far away I am from me, from my life and it's beauty? How futile is that life which is shaped and designed, not by how one is, but by how others view and assess it. I achieved nothing. What one achieves by running away from his own, family, friends and relations, by alienating from the inner being forgetting life and its purpose, playing all the while to the galleries? If life means running away from oneself, from truth and bliss. If life is an endeavour in pursuit of appreciation and recognition, in chasing a mirage which goes away farther and farther Forgive me! My Lord I don't need one more. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Sad_shayri A LOOK AT LIFE-58 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY MISTAKE OF A LIFE I know not how many minutes and hours, days, months and yea

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White The sky turns orange, a vibrant hue A sign that rain is coming, pure and true The air grows cool, a gentle breeze As petals lift, and leaves rustle with ease The downpour starts, a rhythmic beat Drumming on roofs, a symphony so sweet Raindrops fall, like diamonds from above Bringing life to earth, with a refreshing love ©Jeetal Shah #poetry The sky turns orange, a vibrant hue A sign that rain is coming, pure and true The air grows cool, a gentle breeze As petals lift,

White The sky turns orange, a vibrant hue A sign that rain is coming, pure and true The air grows cool, a gentle breeze As petals lift, and leaves rustle with ease The downpour starts, a rhythmic beat Drumming on roofs, a symphony so sweet Raindrops fall, like diamonds from above Bringing life to earth, with a refreshing love ©Jeetal Shah #poetry The sky turns orange, a vibrant hue A sign that rain is coming, pure and true The air grows cool, a gentle breeze As petals lift,