" हे प्रभु " तुम रहना सदा मेरे मन में दूर रहे बुराईया सदा पुरे जन में होलीका दहन में यही कामना मेरी सुख-शांति हो मेरे देश के कण कण में ©R.S.Meghwal #holikadahan #Always #Mind #Pleasure #Holi #Combustion #whole #people #Beings #Particles

#holikadahan #Always #Mind #Pleasure #Holi #Combustion #whole #people #Beings #Particles #शायरी

badtameej shayar

Likhat mukkgi..hath jwab de gye.. Gal kihde nal kra..oh hisab de gye.. Whole day of combustion..in the end it doesnt even matter...

Whole day of combustion..in the end it doesnt even matter...

Dhingali❤

#DearZindagi જલેબી પણ એક વાત શીખવાડે છે... પોતે ભલેને ગમ્મે તેટલી ગુચવણોમા હોય.. પણ બીજાને તો હમેશા મીઠાસ જ આપે... *કદાચ એટલે જ દિકરીના જન્મ પર લોકો જલેબી જ વહેચે છે...* she is not a maal...she is a sister She is not a piece...she is a daughter She is not a maid...she is a wife She is not a saman...she is a l

she is not a maal...she is a sister She is not a piece...she is a daughter She is not a maid...she is a wife She is not a saman...she is a l #DearZindagi

#DearZindagi જલેબી પણ એક વાત શીખવાડે છે...

પોતે ભલેને ગમ્મે તેટલી ગુચવણોમા હોય..

પણ બીજાને તો હમેશા મીઠાસ જ આપે...

*કદાચ એટલે જ દિકરીના જન્મ પર લોકો જલેબી જ

વહેચે છે...* she is not a maal...she is a sister
She is not a piece...she is a daughter
She is not a maid...she is a wife
She is not a saman...she is a l

Maywar Masto

I have born out of sensations I see my soul dancing in the ash In a constant combustion Oh! Maywar, How sweet it is to be among the idiots??

I have born out of sensations I see my soul dancing in the ash In a constant combustion Oh! Maywar, How sweet it is to be among the idiots??

Niku

"A rose is a rose is a rose." Gertrude Stein ©Niku "A rose is a rose is a rose." Gertrude Stein

"A rose is a rose is a rose." Gertrude Stein #Quotes

"A rose is a rose is a rose."
Gertrude Stein

©Niku "A rose is a rose is a rose."
Gertrude Stein

Steeve Wood

If someone close to you as you say, Doesn't text you or call you, Would that mean you shouldn't too? If that person was a regular texter, Wouldn't you still not text them? Atleast once in a while? If someone who cared for you most, Seemed to be a bit silent, Wouldn't you call them up to say hai? Or would you ignore their existence. If someone who was there for you, When you were broken and bruised, Turns out to be now alone and desolate, Wouldn't you still send a text? Asking how they were, Has the word "busy" turned into, An alternative for ignorance? Or does it mean avoidance, We find time to take selfies, With the new place, with new people, But what about the old pals who were around? We are in quaratine, now by a virus, But we are always in a quarrantine, A quarrantine that we didnt know we were putting ourselves in, When we stopped caring, when we started to forget. Forgiveness is a virtue, forgetfulness is a curse. Forgiveness is a virtue, forgetfulness is a curse

Forgiveness is a virtue, forgetfulness is a curse