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Paros vali aunty:- Beta, kitne mele aapko exam mai. Me: Ji aunty, 91%. Paros wali aunty(man hi man): Kuch bhi copy karke milyae hoge. Me(manheman): Aunty, untne baal aapke sar par bhi nhi hoge. Sabka jo tension aapke sar par hai. #parosi #meme #memetime #memebazaar #bluebutterfly_dw #dreamworld

Paros vali aunty:- Beta, kitne mele aapko exam mai. Me: Ji aunty, 91%. Paros wali aunty(man hi man): Kuch bhi copy karke milyae hoge. Me(manheman): Aunty, untne baal aapke sar par bhi nhi hoge. Sabka jo tension aapke sar par hai. #parosi #meme #memetime #memebazaar #bluebutterfly_dw #dreamworld

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Running Galloping, Sweating Drenching, Dropping, Cafune Taking out, Wiping, Going, Adding, Washing, Hanging, Drying, Sighing, Repeating. My first #diamantepoem :p #bluebutterfly_dw #dreamworld #myfaveng_ashu #poetry

Running Galloping, Sweating Drenching, Dropping, Cafune Taking out, Wiping, Going, Adding, Washing, Hanging, Drying, Sighing, Repeating. My first #diamantepoem :p #bluebutterfly_dw #dreamworld #myfaveng_ashu #poetry

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The one bad in you can make the good in you conceal. Just like the sweetpeas, not being loved because of their poisonous seeds. #bluebutterfly_dw #dreamsworld #myfaveng_ashu #micropoetry

The one bad in you can make the good in you conceal. Just like the sweetpeas, not being loved because of their poisonous seeds. #bluebutterfly_dw #dreamsworld #myfaveng_ashu #micropoetry

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Wrote at six and read at sixty. •Wrote at six and read at sixty• In the calm and cold surroundings, between the mountains and the dense forests, dwells a couple alone in a old mansion formed out of their sweats. The sun spilled out its vermilion hued ink over the dark paper of sky. The birds were singing in chorus. She ignited the incense stick and the smoke raised and vanished into the air and the knell of the bell echoed in the house. He was watering the plants in the garden. He had finished it now and he moved to the sto

Wrote at six and read at sixty. •Wrote at six and read at sixty• In the calm and cold surroundings, between the mountains and the dense forests, dwells a couple alone in a old mansion formed out of their sweats. The sun spilled out its vermilion hued ink over the dark paper of sky. The birds were singing in chorus. She ignited the incense stick and the smoke raised and vanished into the air and the knell of the bell echoed in the house. He was watering the plants in the garden. He had finished it now and he moved to the sto

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•You left mud on my hands• //captioned. •You left mud on my hands• Ask me, if gardening is my hobby. I'll say yes, because I love to have muddy hands. Sometimes I hate them and sometimes I love them, just like love because sometimes I love love and sometimes I hate love. I can wash my muddy hands but not that are muddy in love. Now, you'll wonder, what's the relation between

•You left mud on my hands• //captioned. •You left mud on my hands• Ask me, if gardening is my hobby. I'll say yes, because I love to have muddy hands. Sometimes I hate them and sometimes I love them, just like love because sometimes I love love and sometimes I hate love. I can wash my muddy hands but not that are muddy in love. Now, you'll wonder, what's the relation between

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This sweet is not as sweet as the wisdom in the brain. Wisdom wash out the dead cell for the new one to grow. Sorry, kha liya. Will invite you to meal some day. Conclusion: Wisdom is the biggest sweet. You won't be tired of eating it. And wisdom is that which never looks towards the past. #bluebutterfly_dw #bluebutterfly

This sweet is not as sweet as the wisdom in the brain. Wisdom wash out the dead cell for the new one to grow. Sorry, kha liya. Will invite you to meal some day. Conclusion: Wisdom is the biggest sweet. You won't be tired of eating it. And wisdom is that which never looks towards the past. #bluebutterfly_dw #bluebutterfly

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Paintings are like the shawls over body in the winter. They provide you warmth in the cold climate outside. Conclusion: Art knows gramary. #bluebutterfly_dw #bluebutterfly

Paintings are like the shawls over body in the winter. They provide you warmth in the cold climate outside. Conclusion: Art knows gramary. #bluebutterfly_dw #bluebutterfly

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•Loneliness is like the petrichor• Perspiring in the scorching sun, my sweat fell on the soil, to petrichor it with the relief and sigh. But it didn't last long, just like my loneliness, rather I need to join the flood again. Conclusion: Whatever you do, you need to be again with people. #bluebutterfly_dw_day1 #bluebutterfly_dw #bluebutterfly #myfaveng_ashu

•Loneliness is like the petrichor• Perspiring in the scorching sun, my sweat fell on the soil, to petrichor it with the relief and sigh. But it didn't last long, just like my loneliness, rather I need to join the flood again. Conclusion: Whatever you do, you need to be again with people. #bluebutterfly_dw_day1 #bluebutterfly_dw #bluebutterfly #myfaveng_ashu