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Pratibha Chaudhry (PC)
MISSING Name Chaand Age - 7 month Problems 1- Deaf (বধির, बधीर) 2 - Epilepsy (মিরগিরোগ, মিर्गी) 3- the tail is broken from the front (লেজ সামনে থেকে ভেঙে গেছে, पूँछ आगे से टूटी हुई है) Identification - collar belt (গলায় বেল্ট আছে, गले में बेल्ट) Date - 18-10-2024 missing time - 1.00 pm ti me Last seen area near St Denis school belur howrah,W.B. call or text 8335858083 ©Pratibha Chaudhry (PC) missing
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read moreniranjana dange,Neel.
🌹प्रेम एक आत्मा का संबंध🌹 जब भी होती है बात यकीन की और भरोसा दिलाने की लोग कहते है मै रहूंगा या रहूंगी परछाई बनकर तुम्हारी साथ रहूंगा हर पल एक परछाई बनकर तुम्हारी क्यू भूल जाते है लोग की परछाई भी छोड़ देती है साथ जब छा जाती है रात ये अंधेरी तो क्या तुम भी छोड़ दोगे साथ मेरा जो आई कभी गम की रात अंधेरी परछाई बनकर चलोगे तो कुछ पल के लिए ही साथ छोड़ तो दोगे एक उस अंधेरी रात में मुझे तन्हा छोड़ तो दोगे जो करना है वादा साथ निभाने का जो दिलाना है यकीन मुझे मेरे साथ चलने का परछाई नही मेरी आत्मा बनो ओझल होने वाला प्रतिबिंब नहीं शरीर में बसने वाली रूह बनो हथेली में लिखा नाम नहीं दिल में धड़कने वाली धड़कन बनो जो देना है साथ जिंदगी भर मेरा तो मेरी आत्मा बनो जो छोड़ेगी साथ मेरा बस उस पल जब कह जाऊंगी अलविदा को इस जहां को मै इसलिए ये हमसफर मेरे तुम मेरी परछाई नहीं मेरी आत्मा बनो मेरा अस्तित्व हो जुड़ा तुमसे मेरी वो कहानी बनो ©Neel. #Missing quotes on friendship a love quotes love quotes in hindi life quotes in hindi
gopi kiran
When the heart is missing someone dear, It aches in silence, yearns to be near. Memories linger like whispers in the night, Echoes of laughter, a fading light. Every moment feels like a fleeting dream, Waves of nostalgia in a quiet stream. The world feels empty, colors fade away, Longing for moments that used to play. Yet in the stillness, love remains strong, A thread unbroken, a beautiful song. Though distance separates, hearts intertwine, In every heartbeat, you’re still mine. ©gopi kiran #Missing
Khan Firdous Parvez
if only i could, i would absorb your pain and return it to you as love. ©Khan Firdous Parvez #Sitaare 2 line love shayari in english #Love #Missing
Schizology
Missing miss Zelda Zelda is a tiny little creature A small beautiful red-eyed rat Lovely white fur that's soft With the longest tail at her back She was very docile and calm Absolutely loved her head pats Just before I'd give her a treat I would always give a back scratch Temptations are for felines Usually not for any rats Zelda did not mind at all She came running like the cats Vegetables, fruit and seeds Her meals consisted of alot Grains I think were her favourite Actually not many things were not Sadly she passed away one day It was a very sad time for me The couple years I shared with her I will remember indefinitely ©Schizology Missing miss Zelda #missed #Pet #Rat poetry in english
Schizology
Heaven, I'm in heaven I'm under woe be it inside, The sky has fallen away, And where is my mark of pain? My sadness only weighs. In a mirror which tells no lies, The greatest fear of mine is here! Sustenance one more time, Now I will say goodbye. Goodbye, I'm in heaven When did the days grow cold? That's my fear, it's near! it's here! And pale through hearing the lies, The lies that cast away, witness of betray I'm dying to cast away. That no love of mine will stay My heart filled the weight of clay It was sinking so far away, I have drowned in my own pain. I'm in heaven, I'm in heaven, Where all the days that grow cold are taken away. I'm heaven, I'm in heaven, Through all this pain I chose to die when swayed ©Duane Arthur Sutherland Written by a friend ©Schizology Heaven , I'm in heaven #heaven #poem✍🧡🧡💛
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White Grandma Stories I still love to hear those stories narrated by my grandmother. From the starting punch line of "Once upon a time...." to the exciting finishing statement, and finally, after that, they lived happily." I used to get engrossed in every nuance of her narration. I used to persuade her to narrate the Cinderella-type story many times. The way she used to begin was perfect, drawing me into her story. "Once upon a time, there used to be a pretty girl who often rested her heart, mind, and soul every evening on the steps of the porch of her house after doing all household chores dumped on her by her arrogant stepmother and sisters. She knew no prince would come out of nowhere and hold her hand before taking her away. It happens only in dreams. Still, she waits for someone who wouldn't come. She knows that she is bound to continue as a puppet here. But what if, one day, her waiting pays off?" Then my grandmother sighed deeply and expressed her wish as she looked at me: "You know, Krishna, I hope that, one day, the prince from her dream will arrive and rescue her from this hell. But none of us can predict the future." I then raised my head from her lap and looking at her eyes, I put forward my curiosity, "Will the prince arrive, Grandma?" "Even the gods cannot resist the glowing beauty that radiates from her, along with her pure heart—let alone a prince! Let's see." She remarked before continuing with her story! ©Krishnan #Grandma #grandmother #storytelling #Childhood #childhood_memories