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17/04/2022

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17/04/2022

Baby boo❤️😘

15/04/2022

Red alert ⚠
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15/04/2022

Story starts now
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13/04/2022

Go where you feel most alive.
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13/04/2022

Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. — ...
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11/04/2022

Darkness itself, As well Light need host

08/04/2022

08/04/2022

❤️

05/04/2022

No words
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India army zinadabad 🇮🇳
Hindustan zindabad 🇮🇳

04/04/2022

There is sorrow enough in the natural way
From men and women to fill our day;
And when we are certain of sorrow in store,
Why do we always arrange for more?
Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware
Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

Buy a pup and your money will buy
Love unflinching that cannot lie—
Perfect passion and worship fed
By a kick in the ribs or a pat on the head.
Nevertheless it is hardly fair
To risk your heart for a dog to tear.

When the fourteen years which Nature permits
Are closing in asthma, or tumour, or fits,
And the vet’s unspoken prescription runs
To lethal chambers or loaded guns,
Then you will find—it’s your own affair—
But … you’ve given your heart to a dog to tear.

When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!).
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone—wherever it goes—for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.

We’ve sorrow enough in the natural way,
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we’ve kept ’em, the more do we grieve:
For, when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long—
So why in—Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear
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03/04/2022

Indian is brand itself

27/03/2022

Yaa kesi kasmkas ee
Tu ignore krde jwab ni dindi
Tu yarriyan or sabar da imtihan lendi
Me chup rhnda na bolda kuch
Khud nu jajbatta ch rolda
Sayad apna durr hona chnga ho skda
Tu khush reh skdi
Horr me chup ho skda
Tu chnga log lab skde
Me horr shona likh skda
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21/03/2022

Grow like a pro

21/03/2022

Grow like a pro

17/03/2022

ਪ੍ਰੀਤ ਦਿਲ ਦੀ ਬਸ ਨੀਲਾਮ ਹੋ ਕੇ ਰਹਿ ਗਈ
ਹਰ ਖੁਸ਼ੀ ਦਿਲ ਦੀ ਗੁਲਾਮ ਹੋ ਕੇ ਰਹਿ ਗਈ
ਇਬਾਦਤ ਨਾ ਮਿਲੀ ਕਿਸੇ ਦੀ ਮੈਨੂੰ,
ਬਸ ਮਹੁੱਬਤ ਮੇਰੀ ਬਦਨਾਮ ਹੋ ਕੇ ਰਹਿ ਗਈ
ਦਿਲ ‘ਚੋਂ ਨਿਕਲੀ ਹੋਈ ਹਰ ਘੂਕ,
ਬਸ ਪ੍ਰੇਮ ਦਾ ਪੈਗ਼ਾਮ ਹੋ ਕੇ ਰਹਿ ਗਈ.
ਮਹਿਕ ਨਾ ਬਿਖਰ ਸਕੀ ਯਾਰਾ ਮੇਰੀ ਮਹੁੱਬਤ ਦੀ
ਹਰ ਚਾਹਤ ਉਸਦੀ ਨਫਰਤ ਨੂੰ ਸਲਾਮ ਹੋ ਕੇ ਰਹਿ ਗਈ
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17/03/2022

View is adorable in the morning love it😍
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15/03/2022

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.

When the blazing sun is gone,
When he nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.

Then the traveller in the dark,
Thanks you for your tiny spark,
He could not see which way to go,
If you did not twinkle so.

In the dark blue sky you keep,
And often through my curtains peep,
For you never shut your eye,
‘Till the sun is in the sky.

As your bright and tiny spark,
Lights the traveller in the dark,–
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.

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15/03/2022

As a seed, I was shot out the back end of a blue jay
when, heedless, she flew over the meadow.
She had swallowed me in my homeland when she spied me
lying easy under the sun—briefly, I called her Mother
before I passed through her gullet like a ghost.
In a blink of God’s eye I was an orphan. I trembled
where I fell, alone in the dirt. That first night
was a long night, early May and chilly, and I remember
rain filled my furrow. I called out for mercy—
only a wolverine wandered by. I cursed my luck,
I cursed the happenstance of this world, I smelled
his hot stink, but he nosed me deep into the mud—
this was the gift of obscurity. I germinated, hidden
from the giants of earth, the jostling stalks,
the various, boisterous bloomers, and this was my salvation.
After seven days and nights I pushed through—
yes. Here I am, kissable: your tiny, purple profusion.
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13/03/2022

It's maple sugar time
In the mountains.
The brook has climbed its bank
To look over into the world.
Trees are beginning to think . . .
They stretch themselves.
The bareness of the woods will go
If the pattern of the year is what I learned
Last Spring.

The mountains I knew best
Used to have festivals . . .
There was September on Starr King . . .
I remember the apple-sauce tree,
I remember how I would smash apples on top of a rock
Crush them with a stone for the calves to eat.
How the chipmunks scolded me for taking the apples!
Chipmunks own the mountains
But the mountains haven't heard about it yet.
March maple-sugar and September apples
And a cave of honey the bees know,
And Hilda to think about them
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12/03/2022

Cute little lazy girl
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11/03/2022

Some ordinary pics are looking,
So impressive sometimes.
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09/03/2022

A friend is someone who can see
the truth and pain in you even when
you are fooling everyone else.
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07/03/2022

Feel the clouds

06/03/2022

The first snow is like the first love. Snow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity. The snow doesn't give a soft white damn whom it touches. Snowflakes are one of nature's most fragile things, but just look what they can do when they stick together.
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05/03/2022

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04/03/2022

Ways towards the destination are always a memorable experience

03/03/2022

“Never lose hope. The darkest clouds precede the loveliest rain!“

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01/03/2022

Look at the sunshine
“What a beautiful day!”
Under the trees
“We can run and play.”
Yet we pollute nature.
What will happen to it in the future?
By cutting down trees and animals
How long is Mother Earth going to live?
Nature is getting older and older.
Are we going to live any longer?
The bolder and bolder we get.
The shorter and shorter the nature lives.
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01/03/2022

Helmet views

27/02/2022



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24/02/2022

“The whole universe bows to lord shiv and I bow to lord Shiva. Har Har Mahadev!” “Adiyogi belongs to the past, future and even present.” “Shiva will be your side, when you trust him and follow the path."

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21/02/2022

Never depend on others too much because someday you will have to walk alone.

20/02/2022

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19/02/2022

I am missing you boothe

18/02/2022

Hawa Mahal was built by Kachhwaha Rajput ruler Maharaja Sawai Pratap Singh in the year 1799. When the maharaja saw the structure of Khetri Mahal in Jhunjhunu, Rajasthan, he was so impressed that he decided to build a palace modeled on it. Hawa Mahal, also called the Palace of Breeze, was the result of that inspiration.

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17/02/2022

A view from my vision

17/02/2022

A view from my vision