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कमल यशवंत सिन्हा 'तिलस्मानी'

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जिस जगह सबसे ऊपर उड़ना था ठीक वहीं मुझको गिराया गया मैं सूरज हो सकता था इस जहां का दीपक के मानिंद मुझको बुझाया गया ©कमल यशवंत सिन्हा 'तिलस्मानी' #vineshphogat #Wrestling #Olympic2024 #silvermedal #fighter #justice #Sports #Kushti कविता हिंदी कविता 'दर्द भरी शायरी' शायरी हिंदी में गम

जिस जगह सबसे ऊपर उड़ना था ठीक वहीं मुझको गिराया गया मैं सूरज हो सकता था इस जहां का दीपक के मानिंद मुझको बुझाया गया ©कमल यशवंत सिन्हा 'तिलस्मानी' #vineshphogat #Wrestling #Olympic2024 #silvermedal #fighter #justice #Sports #Kushti कविता हिंदी कविता 'दर्द भरी शायरी' शायरी हिंदी में गम

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-120 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I WILL BE A SOLDIER Life is a hero's worship, not a coward's adventure. Blessed are few who live without regrets, die a death fighting till the last breath. A life dedicated to the country, a death, a hero's dream, what more one needs? If you live for yourself, for your friends and family, of what use that life even it is for hundred years, as it is not for others, their happiness and sorrow. The pleasure of living he knows, who lives for others, guards the frontier and let his countrymen live without fear. A soldier is a fighter, be it peace and war, natural calamity or internal exigency, he remains true to his character, gives each and every drop of his blood for the sake of his nation, his love and passion I salute you my brother! for your love, concern and commitment to the nation, your only obsession and hope if there is any second birth, like you I will be a soldier, work for the building of the nation and jealously guard the frontier. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #kargil_vijay_diwas SOMETHING I LOOK AT-120 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I WILL BE A SOLDIER Life is a hero's worship, not a coward's

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-120 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I WILL BE A SOLDIER Life is a hero's worship, not a coward's adventure. Blessed are few who live without regrets, die a death fighting till the last breath. A life dedicated to the country, a death, a hero's dream, what more one needs? If you live for yourself, for your friends and family, of what use that life even it is for hundred years, as it is not for others, their happiness and sorrow. The pleasure of living he knows, who lives for others, guards the frontier and let his countrymen live without fear. A soldier is a fighter, be it peace and war, natural calamity or internal exigency, he remains true to his character, gives each and every drop of his blood for the sake of his nation, his love and passion I salute you my brother! for your love, concern and commitment to the nation, your only obsession and hope if there is any second birth, like you I will be a soldier, work for the building of the nation and jealously guard the frontier. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© All Copyrights Reserved. ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #kargil_vijay_diwas SOMETHING I LOOK AT-120 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY I WILL BE A SOLDIER Life is a hero's worship, not a coward's

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The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and she gets up from the chair and looks out of the window and sees that the clouds were thundering and it was raining heavily. And she saw a bird on the window outside her house which was getting wet in the rain. Nikki picked up the bird from her window and brought it inside the room. Then she saw that the bird's wing was hurt, that is why it could not fly when it rained. Similarly, when we are hurt from within, then we also cannot fight the storm because when our heart is hurt from inside, then our wings get hurt and the wings show our dreams, our desires. If we stop fighting, then our wings will get hurt and we can never fly with our wings. ©#Nikita kour The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and

The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and she gets up from the chair and looks out of the window and sees that the clouds were thundering and it was raining heavily. And she saw a bird on the window outside her house which was getting wet in the rain. Nikki picked up the bird from her window and brought it inside the room. Then she saw that the bird's wing was hurt, that is why it could not fly when it rained. Similarly, when we are hurt from within, then we also cannot fight the storm because when our heart is hurt from inside, then our wings get hurt and the wings show our dreams, our desires. If we stop fighting, then our wings will get hurt and we can never fly with our wings. ©#Nikita kour The story begins with a stormy night in which a girl is sitting on a chair and writing a story. She suddenly hears the sound of thunder and