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ambani peran da tata birla thambi daa

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I don't have time to hate people who don't like me because I'm too busy loving people who like me. ©ambani peran da tata birla thambi daa 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒆 💥 #Fight #Attacked #BadBoy

I don't have time to hate people who don't like me because I'm too busy loving people who like me. ©ambani peran da tata birla thambi daa 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒕𝒖𝒅𝒆 💥 #Fight #Attacked #BadBoy

Abhi saxena

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मेरे जिस्म को तो जला दिया तुमने क्या मेरी रूह को जला पाओगे ..? अभी बहुत सारे सपने बाकी है मेरे क्या तुम मेरे सपने के पर को काट पाओगे .? एसिड अटैक पीड़िता की आवाज़ #acidattack #dreams #life #government #attacked #beautiful #hindi #voice #quotes #hindiquotes #feelings #thoughts #sweet #cute vidhi arora Rashmi Nayak Anamika Agnihotri Pratibha roy Shelly Gurung vidhi arora

मेरे जिस्म को तो जला दिया तुमने क्या मेरी रूह को जला पाओगे ..? अभी बहुत सारे सपने बाकी है मेरे क्या तुम मेरे सपने के पर को काट पाओगे .? एसिड अटैक पीड़िता की आवाज़ #acidattack #dreams #life #government #attacked #beautiful #hindi #voice #quotes #hindiquotes #feelings #thoughts #sweet #cute vidhi arora Rashmi Nayak Anamika Agnihotri Pratibha roy Shelly Gurung vidhi arora

Husain Haider

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Tears come in every eyes, Imam Husain Alaihissalam lost his dearest ones, He lost Abbas Alamdaar Commander entrusted with the task to bring water to the children, and not to annihilate army, he was given an arrow to defend himself. But yazid's army had no humanity. Ghazi Abbas repulsed the army singlehandedly, And reached the river, filled the water and moved ahead The scattered army stopped his towards Husaini camp This happened when some hid themselves behind trees And ond attacked on his right hand and cut it Another attacked his left hand as he shifted the mashkeeza in his left hañd When his both hands were cut He took the mashkeeza throgh his teeth, Any how he wanted to carry water to the camp of Husain A.S Then Shimr said, rain down the mashkeeza with arrows Thousand of arrows flew into the air Then into the mashkeeza Abbas's hope shed away in form of water. Salute to faithfulness and integrity That he didn't drink water even if he had overpoered the river Faraat And even his horse put awayvhis head Abbas Alamdaar

Tears come in every eyes, Imam Husain Alaihissalam lost his dearest ones, He lost Abbas Alamdaar Commander entrusted with the task to bring water to the children, and not to annihilate army, he was given an arrow to defend himself. But yazid's army had no humanity. Ghazi Abbas repulsed the army singlehandedly, And reached the river, filled the water and moved ahead The scattered army stopped his towards Husaini camp This happened when some hid themselves behind trees And ond attacked on his right hand and cut it Another attacked his left hand as he shifted the mashkeeza in his left hañd When his both hands were cut He took the mashkeeza throgh his teeth, Any how he wanted to carry water to the camp of Husain A.S Then Shimr said, rain down the mashkeeza with arrows Thousand of arrows flew into the air Then into the mashkeeza Abbas's hope shed away in form of water. Salute to faithfulness and integrity That he didn't drink water even if he had overpoered the river Faraat And even his horse put awayvhis head Abbas Alamdaar

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Let's hear a story then :D It will be in DC universe. I will name this story- Superman: The Rise Of Indian Sun God Okay, this is Earth 21 where Superman doesn't exist, atleast not yet :D Let me start from the beginning. God wave is a cosmic force that came out of source wall to create new Gods and in the process creating other worldly God like Sun God Rao who later created earth and so many others planets in the universe and also was responsible for creating many Superheroes (meta humans) throug

Let's hear a story then :D It will be in DC universe. I will name this story- Superman: The Rise Of Indian Sun God Okay, this is Earth 21 where Superman doesn't exist, atleast not yet :D Let me start from the beginning. God wave is a cosmic force that came out of source wall to create new Gods and in the process creating other worldly God like Sun God Rao who later created earth and so many others planets in the universe and also was responsible for creating many Superheroes (meta humans) throug

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What would happen if Wonder Woman and Thor have a child together? Let's have a fun with it? Wonder woman was flying through the sky suddenly when she saw a portal opened and took her to another world. And she clashed with someone in the sky

What would happen if Wonder Woman and Thor have a child together? Let's have a fun with it? Wonder woman was flying through the sky suddenly when she saw a portal opened and took her to another world. And she clashed with someone in the sky

Deepshikha Sujata Mishra

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Guide to a good girl.  1- When I was 5, my maa handed me over the barbie dolls and kitchen sets to play with,  My fascination for hotwheels and beyblades, building blocks and video games, action figures and lazer rifles, to my maa and papa was more or less a cosmological myth. My parents could not digest my leisure time being spent in company of boys and their masculine toys, and as the consequence,  I was made to sit in a room all day, with a stuffed doll and few make up sets in defence. I wanted to run away, from the holes of that dungeon tied to the invisible shackles, as quick as the squirrel,  But i couldn't, i was the good girl. 2- When I was 13, a muscular and stiff man with dense beard and frowned eye brows, animalistic gazes and mysterious intentions,  Reaches out for newly formed budding breasts, and inserts his fingers piercing into my vagina  Leaving no unexplored canyons. He played with me like I was the barbie doll, But I thought cricket and kabbadi were his call. He bruised me like I was the GTA or NFS car, But those red scars, to him were merely victory avatars. I wanted "my brother" to stop, to not gift me this disgust and pain as the rewards of my Rakhies, unable to unfurl,  But i couldn't, I was the good girl. 3- I'm 21 now, and I have few advices for the women of my age, or younger or elder. 1, Do not show cleavage or thighs or shoulders or neck or legs or even your face, For the length of your fabric can even get you raped, just like an 18month infant or an 80 year old lady, following your disgrace. 2, Do not talk to male friends or fall in love with men or buy condoms or go home late, For you can destruct your hormones on pills, or get acid attacked on refusals or get killed in the name of kinship dignity to dilate. Do not smoke or drink or go clubbing,  Do not laugh out loud in public  Do not raise voices against violence by men Do not wait for thirties to get married  Do not disrespect or disobey relatives or in-law Do not break the tradition of indian culture  Do not deny favours to your male bosses Do not abuse in filthy languages and slangs  Do not dream about sexual pleasures and female orgasms Do not rant about education and career and women empowerment  Do not use words like vagina or menstruation or masturbation or male chauvinism  Do not object at being called a characterless or a bitch or a slut or a prostitute or a mistress  Do not utter a word at being touched in several areas of your worshipped and sacred body by a boy, or a man or an uncle.  Do not enclose your identity preserved carefully under the sheathe,  Do not breathe. I am the woman who was  Molested and assaulted,  Gaped and raped,  Smacked and acid attacked,  Objectified and sanctified,  Beaten and auctioned,  Born and died right after  My silenced screams, bruised scars, crushed down soul, ripped apart, are the evidence of my body being handed over in hands of patriarchy, as they conquer. Listen, please follow these rules  However I couldn't,  I shouted and yelled,  I opposed and protested,  I screamed and hurled,  I am, now, the bad girl.  #DPF

Guide to a good girl.  1- When I was 5, my maa handed me over the barbie dolls and kitchen sets to play with,  My fascination for hotwheels and beyblades, building blocks and video games, action figures and lazer rifles, to my maa and papa was more or less a cosmological myth. My parents could not digest my leisure time being spent in company of boys and their masculine toys, and as the consequence,  I was made to sit in a room all day, with a stuffed doll and few make up sets in defence. I wanted to run away, from the holes of that dungeon tied to the invisible shackles, as quick as the squirrel,  But i couldn't, i was the good girl. 2- When I was 13, a muscular and stiff man with dense beard and frowned eye brows, animalistic gazes and mysterious intentions,  Reaches out for newly formed budding breasts, and inserts his fingers piercing into my vagina  Leaving no unexplored canyons. He played with me like I was the barbie doll, But I thought cricket and kabbadi were his call. He bruised me like I was the GTA or NFS car, But those red scars, to him were merely victory avatars. I wanted "my brother" to stop, to not gift me this disgust and pain as the rewards of my Rakhies, unable to unfurl,  But i couldn't, I was the good girl. 3- I'm 21 now, and I have few advices for the women of my age, or younger or elder. 1, Do not show cleavage or thighs or shoulders or neck or legs or even your face, For the length of your fabric can even get you raped, just like an 18month infant or an 80 year old lady, following your disgrace. 2, Do not talk to male friends or fall in love with men or buy condoms or go home late, For you can destruct your hormones on pills, or get acid attacked on refusals or get killed in the name of kinship dignity to dilate. Do not smoke or drink or go clubbing,  Do not laugh out loud in public  Do not raise voices against violence by men Do not wait for thirties to get married  Do not disrespect or disobey relatives or in-law Do not break the tradition of indian culture  Do not deny favours to your male bosses Do not abuse in filthy languages and slangs  Do not dream about sexual pleasures and female orgasms Do not rant about education and career and women empowerment  Do not use words like vagina or menstruation or masturbation or male chauvinism  Do not object at being called a characterless or a bitch or a slut or a prostitute or a mistress  Do not utter a word at being touched in several areas of your worshipped and sacred body by a boy, or a man or an uncle.  Do not enclose your identity preserved carefully under the sheathe,  Do not breathe. I am the woman who was  Molested and assaulted,  Gaped and raped,  Smacked and acid attacked,  Objectified and sanctified,  Beaten and auctioned,  Born and died right after  My silenced screams, bruised scars, crushed down soul, ripped apart, are the evidence of my body being handed over in hands of patriarchy, as they conquer. Listen, please follow these rules  However I couldn't,  I shouted and yelled,  I opposed and protested,  I screamed and hurled,  I am, now, the bad girl.  #DPF