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Poonam Bansal

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My rain diary also describe about my happiness which I feel during the rain. It Describe how how I enjoyed a single drop of rain and welcomed hit with song and dance as it bring prosperity and joy even in pain. PiY@Poonamaggarwal #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba##PiY@Poonamaggarwal

My rain diary also describe about my happiness which I feel during the rain. It Describe how how I enjoyed a single drop of rain and welcomed hit with song and dance as it bring prosperity and joy even in pain. PiY@Poonamaggarwal #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba##PiY@Poonamaggarwal

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बादलों का कोई गुनाह नहीं है कि वे बरस गए दिल हल्का करने का हक तो सब का होता है । #rainspeaks #rainlovers #raindiary

बादलों का कोई गुनाह नहीं है कि वे बरस गए दिल हल्का करने का हक तो सब का होता है । #rainspeaks #rainlovers #raindiary

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बारिश की बूदों की झंकार ..... आज भी तुम्हारे पैरों की पायल की झंकार की याद दिलाती हैं ।। #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

बारिश की बूदों की झंकार ..... आज भी तुम्हारे पैरों की पायल की झंकार की याद दिलाती हैं ।। #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

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बारिश की बूंदों का कोई रग नहीं होता फिर भी फिजा को रगीन बना देती हैं बिल्कुल तुम्हारी तरह ....!! #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

बारिश की बूंदों का कोई रग नहीं होता फिर भी फिजा को रगीन बना देती हैं बिल्कुल तुम्हारी तरह ....!! #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

Kanika Garg

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I was walking in the rain when I saw an empty bench in the park, I went over there and sat down. The cold breeze was caressing my face, The tiny droplets were falling all over my body, And my heart again yearned for somebody. #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #yqbaba #yqdidi #rain

I was walking in the rain when I saw an empty bench in the park, I went over there and sat down. The cold breeze was caressing my face, The tiny droplets were falling all over my body, And my heart again yearned for somebody. #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #yqbaba #yqdidi #rain

Mohit Bhardwaj

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दिल्ली में जून कि बारिश है मेरे होठों पे गरम चाय का स्वाद है कुछ पुरानी यादें है जिनमें मेरे हाथों मैं उसका हाथ है #yqdidi #yqbaba #yqwritersclub #baarish #raindiary #shayari #hindiurduquotes

दिल्ली में जून कि बारिश है मेरे होठों पे गरम चाय का स्वाद है कुछ पुरानी यादें है जिनमें मेरे हाथों मैं उसका हाथ है #yqdidi #yqbaba #yqwritersclub #baarish #raindiary #shayari #hindiurduquotes

Manasi Ghatge

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Missing you n had the cup of a coffee and time spend with you before you leave for serving the mother land India on Border.... #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

Missing you n had the cup of a coffee and time spend with you before you leave for serving the mother land India on Border.... #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

payal jaswal

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The words are falling in colloquial fashion. Too much of unheard rhymes and too less of poetic vines. May be, I am stuck in Shakespeare's rhymes. Silence, Juliet cried. I look towards the sky - the clouds are now crying. The daffodils are screaming another spell of Wordsworth poems but that won't change the fate of some old age rhymes. Surreal, Juliet sobbed. I caper on the melody of rain - the clouds are now dancing along. The gentle touch of a raindrop has drifted me to another world. I can see, Dali and Gala are now falling in love leaving behind all surrealism. #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

The words are falling in colloquial fashion. Too much of unheard rhymes and too less of poetic vines. May be, I am stuck in Shakespeare's rhymes. Silence, Juliet cried. I look towards the sky - the clouds are now crying. The daffodils are screaming another spell of Wordsworth poems but that won't change the fate of some old age rhymes. Surreal, Juliet sobbed. I caper on the melody of rain - the clouds are now dancing along. The gentle touch of a raindrop has drifted me to another world. I can see, Dali and Gala are now falling in love leaving behind all surrealism. #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

Sameer Jain

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Agar ve sath hote to baarish ka gam na tha, Unhone iss qadar hume inkaara ki baadh aagyi. #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

Agar ve sath hote to baarish ka gam na tha, Unhone iss qadar hume inkaara ki baadh aagyi. #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

Nivedita Adhikari

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By the window sat I And stare at the rain drops As they kissed the soil Away went I, in memory lane A fond memory Where rainy days used to be happy days Unaware of pain Unaware of sorrow Mother scolding never matters Father and grandparents always smiled at our mischief. Sometimes it used to be paper boat making day, Made from the papers torn out of books & notebooks It never matter to anyone Whether those were new or old. Sometimes it used to be "so called" fish catching day in the drain Which actually used to be tadpoles. And of course beatings and scoldings from mom after that. Mostly it used to be "dancing in the rain" day Where, except mom Others used to smile by watching us. And also a fearful season Where leeches were waiting for us To suck blood out of us. It was the time when we were kids, And world for us was fair and beautiful. #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba

By the window sat I And stare at the rain drops As they kissed the soil Away went I, in memory lane A fond memory Where rainy days used to be happy days Unaware of pain Unaware of sorrow Mother scolding never matters Father and grandparents always smiled at our mischief. Sometimes it used to be paper boat making day, Made from the papers torn out of books & notebooks It never matter to anyone Whether those were new or old. Sometimes it used to be "so called" fish catching day in the drain Which actually used to be tadpoles. And of course beatings and scoldings from mom after that. Mostly it used to be "dancing in the rain" day Where, except mom Others used to smile by watching us. And also a fearful season Where leeches were waiting for us To suck blood out of us. It was the time when we were kids, And world for us was fair and beautiful. #Collab & share what you usually do when it rains. #raindiary #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba